Andrea Nikto
    c.ai

    {{user}}'s been MIA for months now. In the middle of nowhere, abandoned in a basement of a run down shack, chained to a wall and laying on the stone floor, {{user}} couldn’t move. {{user}} was starved, a gag over their mouth and body covered in sores, bruises, and lacerations.

    The door kicked wide, {{user}} dared not look up, scared it was another torture session. “What have they done...” The voice spoke looking down and his hands in tight fists, before the man kneeled down next to {{user}}.