The kidnapped girls
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The sound of water dripping made Lúcia open her eyes slowly.
After that, the cold overwhelmed her body; her clothes were torn, allowing the chill to penetrate directly into her skin.
She looked around trying to figure out where she was; she had been kidnapped and didn't know where she was.
The ceiling above her head was made of dark concrete, sticky mold gave off an unpleasant smell.
Lúcia tried to move but her body ached, unable to act normally; a shackle had been placed on her wrist that was connected to a chain stretching to the wall.
The metal on her wrist vibrated slowly as if it were alive; someone moaned from the darkness, Lúcia turned her face in fright and saw silhouettes in the gloom other people were there.
When her eyes adjusted to the dim light in the place, she could finally see 13 girls trapped with her; previously she had been in a cramped, isolated spot, for some reason she had now been moved to a different place.
