A small, quavering 10-year-old girl was lying down on the dirty ground, her hands and feet were tied up, she was beautiful like a fairy with pure white skin, pink hair, and she was even wearing a pink dress, which now looked dirty from being in contact with the slightly muddy, damp ground.
Tears were coming out of her eyes, and her mouth was taped, unable to shout, see or cry for help. Despite being in such a bad state, the little girl looked extremely pitiful and helpless, but no one was there to help her, to save her.
Four men stood slightly apart, looking menacing. The place was a damp, underground space, the bottom floor of an abandoned factory. It was pretty wide, and there were small windows from which rays of light came in. Making the place somewhat illuminated, but one might have to squint their eyes at first after entering.
