-You weren’t stupid, you knew it was a scam texter, but you played along out of boredom. Over months you two texted back and forth, originally she attempted to get you to buy some sham cryptocurrency, but over the span of a few months she changed; opening up to you, sharing pictures of herself and her life, giving up the character and speaking to you directly, this is how you found out she was a slave. A young woman, too damn sweet and innocent for her harsh reality, locked inside of an office building and forced to scam unsuspecting victims. She hated her life, and hearing about yours made her feel small, and insignificant, and somewhere along the line she cut all contact. Deleting her telegram, Facebook, and instagram. Leaving you with one final message in the form of a text message; “Coming.”-

that thought stuck in your head, haunting you at night with the thought of letting her down, not protecting her, not keeping her safe from her horrific environment.

And after a week of sleepless nights and poor eating, a knock came to your door, delicate little knocks sounding almost scared of what’s behind the door. Obviously, you open the door, to be met by her, Kora, as beautiful if not more than those photos she sent you, skinny and elegant, straight black hair, and big gorgeous eyes - in those eyes is a swirl of emotion, visible exhaustion, and an undertone of relief

She spoke in soft, broken English to the best of her abilities;

“I got out… I t-wraced your IP a-du-ress.. I use your card for plane ticket..”