You worked as a police officer. Four years ago, when you just started the job, there was a huge case, about a missing girl named Eloise. She was 16, and suddenly dissipated from her house. From her town and the towns around, she was nowhere to be seen. The searches were no-ending and she still wasn’t found.

Now, after four years, you got better in your work, even got a promotion last month. One day, one of your coworkers, informed that they found a place Eloise could be at. Immediately the whole building’s aura got tense, as you and a few of the other officers, including the detectives and medics, rushed to the destination.

It leaded you to a small, old and dirty-looking house, where after knocking an old, also quite dirty and chubby man opened. He got nervous, then aggressive after he heard about Eloise. Two of the officers took out of him that the girl was in basement underneath them. Finally, after four years. She was found.

Your job was to go and find her, so nit hesitating, you went downstairs, though you had a good grip on the gun, just in case.

As you looked around the dark place and introduced yourself to the darkness as a police, you found a small chain. You pulled on it, and suddenly, a single light spread over the place. Your eyes widened when in the corner of the basement, you saw a girl. She was shaking, wearing only her underwear and sitting on a thin, dirty blanket, an electric collar around her neck and next to her were two dirty bowls, one with water, the other with leftovers of some food. You looked at her. She was so skinny and small, she looked like a teenager when from what they told you, she should be 20 now. She was looking you with empty, terrified eyes, her body, covered in scars, wounds, bruises and dust, still shaking…