Hollywood Zenith

The girl moaned in a flat tone expecting something but within few seconds, all she could witness was a fountain of blood which thoroughly bathed her from top to bottom. She was small and frail almost like a child with short hair which was also dyed red.

Samuel looked at her for a second, he half expected her to scream just like the other girls in the room but all he could witness was her sigh. He noticed that they were just getting started but looking at some old bruises on her body, he knew it wasn't the first time.

She struggled to get up because the whole floor was bloody but somehow she manage to stand and started searching for her clothes. She didn't even care about the body parts lying around her, it was like she didn't even notice them.

Samuel felt neither helplessness or agony from her, she was calm as a rock with eyes so dark, he felt like he was looking directly at abyss.

" What's your name?" He asked in a coarse tone. He knew this room was fully soundproof just like the rest of the facilities, even if someone came he would handle them but for some reason he was much more intrigued with this girl than anything else.

" Who are you? Are you one of them? If you want something, come tomorrow, I have some tasks to take care of. He wouldn't like it if I am late." She said in a flat tone again. He almost felt she was a mechanical robot devoid of any emotions with how composed she was with this situation.

" You also didn't have to do this. Others would be mad if they find out about this so you have to explain your actions." She reminded him as she put on her clothes.

His eyes widened as he remembered where he had seen her, she was the same person he saw at the party. Her clothes matched perfectly also her figure. He never thought she was a girl, she barely had any curves. Her breasts were tiny, along with her legs that were thin as a flagpole.

She was also small, barely five feet tall and her features were definitely asian but he couldn't pinpoint which country by her accent. Although he was wearing a mask and hid his body, because the room was dark like a dungeon, she wouldn't be able to recognize him.

" How many times does this happen?" He asked.

" Once a week."

" How long have you been here?"

" A month."

" What about them? Who are they?"

" I don't know their names but they were here when I got here."

" Do you know who runs this place?"

" Yes."

" Did you go to a party today?"

" Yes."

" What did you do there?"

" I was tasked with hacking someone's phone but I know it's unsuccessful. Others are trying but I think it's a waste of time."

" Is that why you came here?"

" Yes, one of them ask me to take her place. I didn't have anything else to do so I decided to help her. My parents told me to help those in need and always tell the truth."

" How do you feel right now? Is it not painful?"

" It is but I can manage. I only need my hands and fingers and they are working in perfect order."

" Have you thought about running away?"

" No, I don't like changes in my schedule."

" I see." Samuel paused for a second studying her face. Every word uttered out of her mouth came as flat without emotion, even her face didn't have any tells that he could exploit to gauze her feelings. Still, he could tell she was not lying to him, why was that he didn't know.

" Are others like you?"

" Like me?"

" I saw eleven others working on computers in the other room. Are they in a similar situation?"

" I don't know. We don't like to talk much, it's disrupts my routine."

" This routine? Tell me more about it."

To his question, she simply nodded and started telling him everything. The time when she wakes up in the morning to going through her chores and working till the food arrives then again back to work. Apparently, it's been happening to her for the whole month.

She told him, she didn't like it at first but after few days she was able to work around her issue. The pain and beating played a significant role in her judgement especially when it hampered her hands from working.

He wanted to ask her more about her life but he thought it was best to leave it for later. He turned to face the other girls who still hadn't recovered from their shock, they were shaking, some of them even threw up looking at the massacre but at the same time there was a small smile on their face seeing these scums lying like trash. It was a fitting end in their eyes.

" Can I go now?" The girl asked.

" No, you never told me your name."

" My parents told me not to tell my name to strangers." She replied without a hint of sarcasm in her voice.

" You can call me Sam. Now we are no longer strangers, you can introduce yourself." He matched her tone. She seemed satisfied with his response, she nodded and said," Lihn, I am nineteen and half years old."

Samuel ears perked up, the way she pronounced her name gave away her heritage, it should be Vietnam or other surrounding islands. He could get more information out of her but for now, he wanted to first secure this place.

" You guys stay here for few minutes. I will take care of others first. There will be someone to pick you up shortly."

" But-" Lihn wanted to object but he just glared at her. She didn't know why his eyes made her stop talking but she decided to obey his command.

" I said I will be back. Lock the gate from inside, I will give a signal you will know what to do then." Samuel walked out and dragged the heavy gate back in place. He heard the unmistakable sound of bolt locking which made him sigh with relief. Now he needed to think how he should dismantle this place for good.