Meanwhile, in a dilapidated house in a mountainous village, Rachel Wood was tied up and left on a cold brick bed, shivering in the corner of the room.

It was pitch black in the room, where the old man and two of his sons were asleep next to her.

The three of them were snoring loudly, annoying Rachel.

They rarely showered, and the entire room reeked of their body odor and the stench of their feet. It was disgusting.

A cold breeze came in through the broken window, making her shiver. She had nothing else on other than the clothes she was wearing.

She'd never had a change of clothes since being there for a month. She was confined to the brick bed apart from going to the bathroom.

The men watched over her day and night. Three of them would sleep at night, while another would keep an eye on her.

One of them would keep an eye on her in the house even during the day.

They only fed her half a bowl of rice every two days in fear that she might gain enough strength to run away. They didn't even give her any other dishes. They also only offered her half a cup of water every two days.

She was barely surviving.

Now, Rachel was physically weak. Every day, someone was keeping an eye on her that there was no opportunity to escape at all. Although she wanted to run away, she was constantly restrained and being watched.

She refused to live like the rest of the women there. She would never succumb to a life of living as a sexual tool for these depraved men. Rachel wanted to leave and return to

to find

missed him.

she silently struggled again, only this time,

in his eighties had restrained her

didn't exert enough force, and why the rope came loose

felt like she could finally see the light at the end of the

the

before

Slowly standing up and

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men. She managed to step off the

had used a lot of strength to torture her and watch over her Perhaps, they were sound asleep from being exhausted and not getting enough

had gotten up at

she didn't even put on her shoes to avoid making a sound. Walking barefoot to the door, she then

the room, the area was where they cooked with a

man in his thirties was resting in front of the door right

a padded coat, and padded pants. His

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