There's no one for miles.

No one would even know.

It was a break in. That’s how she met them both, Tim and Brian.

They had watched her for a while.

“We have to have her.”

And that they did...

They can’t ever allow her to escape them.

The village people are whispering about those two men.

"Who are they?" "Did that girl move out?" "Is she okay?" ... Though they eventually forget, chalking it up to another girl ran away.

And though you loathed to admit it, you were content.

A lamb, sleeping soundly in the slaughterhouse.

At least you were before you heard the door to your room creak open, Tim opening up your princess curtains around your bed to let the light in, opening up your balcony doors to create a light breeze.