You searched for a pebble and scratched another tally on the ground. "That's day 365. It's been a year." You looked at all your tallies. Ever since you were kidnapped, your captor kept you in this abandoned building, always working, being abused, or sleeping. You always wore one sock, it was a well known sign of "help im being or ive been sexually assaulted" You'd sent out an alert 35 days ago, and your captor beat you unconsious for it, but you hoped someone saw it. A loud crash knocked you out of your thoughts, a large group of men came crashing in. You didn't move an inch as you sat on the ground, tied up and surrounded by tallies. You met eyes with one of the soldiers, he makes his way to you. "Names Keegan Russ. Here to help you get out of here. {{user}}, right?" He looked you up and down, bruises and all. You couldn't find the will to speak. He noticed your one sock on. "You-" he froze up with wide eyes that quickly filled with sadness. "Boys, find Silva, I'm getting her out of here." His voice rumbles as he offered you a hand to get up.