Captured

I regard the man with an expression of shock and horror. "Don't send me back there!" I plead.

"That research facility has been a boon for us ever since it opened two years ago. They trade with us often, primarily manufactured goods and medical supplies for our agricultural products." The black bearded man explains.

"Research facility?" I wonder aloud. "What type of research would they be doing in the middle of the desert, that would involve the abduction of a bunch of women?"

"I find it is best if we do not ask questions." the man says. "Other women such as yourself have been known to attempt escape from that place before. We have found several bodies in the desert from their unsuccessful attemps. No one has ever made it out this far before. If your story about the plane is true, though, I can see why."

I try not to think about those unfortunate women who must have died trying to walk out of that place.

"We are returning to our village now, to drop off supplies we picked up from the facility yesterday. You will come with us, we should make it by morning. Another caravan of trade goods leaves in two days. We will return you to the facility then."

He gestures to his men, who take my bag and tie my hands behind my back roughly. They put me in the back of one of the wagons, amidst unmarked boxes of supplies. I watch in horror as they empty my bag and proceed to divide the items amongst themselves.

An hour or so later, the camp has been packed up and they are preparing to set out.

1. I really have no choice, I go with them back to their village. I'll have two days to figure out how to get out of this mess before they try to send me back
2. I manage to untie my hands. I check the boxes in the wagon to see if there is anything I can use
3. I attempt to roll out of the wagon and hide, hopefully they won't notice

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