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Sophia didn't know what to say. She couldn't bare the
thought of going back to Alik, they didn't get along at the best of times and if
she went back and gave him a reason to bully, there was no telling what foul
punishment he would come up with for her.
'Come
now my dear,' whispered Mr Doe putting his arm around her waist and leading
her into hotel. 'It's not going to be that bad after all.'
The
hotel room was big and lavishly furnished. The walls were painted a rich gold
and mounted with enormous pictures of the ocean and magnificent scenery of
countries Sophia had never seen before. The room was divided in two halves
separated by two huge stain glass sliding doors. The side that they had walked
into was clearly the living room area. In the middle of the gold painted room was
a perfect square of white leather three seater couches. Mr Doe waved Sophia
into the room.
'Pay
no mind to that dear,' he smiled at her. 'Hasn't been straightened up from the
last little party we had.'
Sophia
gazed around the room in awe, she had never seen such a lavish place in her
life and since she had been brought to Somalia she had forgotten what luxury
looked like.
'What
kind of party?' asked Sophia walking around the room touching and admiring the
art.
'Let's
take a seat on the couch and you'll find out,' said Mr Doe.
Bryce caught a taxi out of town and made
his way back to the quarry. He was better prepared this time and had brought a
hammer and a screw to pop th padlock with and his camera to take some pictures.
Bryce quickly made his way back to the quarry and popped the lock open with the
hammer and screw driver. Once inside he forced open all of the closed holes and
got to work taking pictures. In the weeks since he had first come to the
quarry, the smell had increased a tenfold. The stench of rotting flesh was so
thick in the air that after every photo Bryce had to step outside for a few
minutes and catch his breath. After three hours he had taken pictures of all
the holes except the one Lacie was in, he had purposefully saved that one for last.
He kicked the the planks off the hole steeled himself to face the horror
inside. He took a deep breath and then gazed into the hole. He was ready to see
the rotting corpses floating in maggots and bile, but the hole was empty. The
bile was still there, the maggots still wriggled and swam in it, but Lacie and
the bodies of the other girls had all been moved. Bryce photographed the empty
hole, on the outside of the hole there were drag marks, Bryce guessed that the
bodies had been dragged out of their and put into a bag or container or
something. He shuddered to think where the rotten corpses were moved to after
the quary. Bryce packed his gear back into his bag and was prepared to leave
when he heard the sound of a car coming towards. Bryce froze, he knew that
regardless of who found him here he would be in for a very unpleasant
conversation with them. There was nowhere for him to hide.
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