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housed a microwave.
    The three women were all dressed in grey sweats, flip-flop style sandals, and white tank tops. The identical attire made a mental separation of the women difficult. Additionally, the all but identical physical appearance, hair color, and body structure made it almost impossible.
    “Meghan?” Dana asked, “I’m Dana. Where you from?”
    “Shut up, Dana,” Elena said as she walked toward Meghan, “I’m in charge, remember?”
    “I was just trying to be nice,” Dana said softly as she walked back to the bench and sat down.
    A third woman stood from the bench, sat, and stood again as Elena began to speak to Meghan. The woman began to make Meghan nervous. Fixated on the third woman, Meghan tried to comprehend the situation and focus on what Elena was saying.
    “Where are you from?” Elena stood directly in front of Meghan and spoke with a hint of a Spanish accent.
    “Andover, I live in Andover,” Meghan answered as she watched the third woman stand, sit and stand again.
    “Well, first things first. Introductions,” Elena said as she motioned to the woman now sitting on the bench.
    “That’s Dana with the mouth,” she stated as she motioned toward Dana, who was now seated on the bench with her head in her hands.
    “The other one is Shellie. The crazy one. I’m Elena,” Elena said as she looked up and down Meghan’s frame.
    “See, he’s a fucking weirdo. I knew if he brought someone else, they’d look just like us. This is creepy as fuck,” Elena said as she pressed her hands against her hips and studied Meghan.
    “How tall are you?” Elena asked.
    “I am uhhm. I’m,” Meghan paused, shook her head, and attempted to process the question. The calmness of the women made her more uneasy than she felt she should have been.
    “I’m five ten,” Meghan answered.
    “Jesus, we’re all five ten. For once I wish I was five foot nothing. That fucking creep wouldn’t have nabbed us if we were short. He has a hang up for tall brunettes with big boobs. And don’t pay any attention to Shellie, she’s fucking loco ,” Elena said as she turned toward the bathroom.
    “I’ll be right back, I gotta pee. We were all glued to the door when we heard the garage door open,” Elena said over her shoulder as she stepped into the bathroom.
    “Did he tell you not to break anything?” Shellie asked as she stood from the bench
    Meghan nodded, “Yes, he did.”
    “You dumb fuck. He told us all the same shit, Jesus,” Elena screamed from the bathroom.
    “Well, I’m just making sure. I don’t want to die for some stupid reason,” Shellie said apologetically.
    “We’re all going to die, you stupid bitch,” Elena said flatly as she flushed the toilet.
    Elena pulled her sweats up, washed her hands, and walked from the bathroom into the large open room. Frustrated with the amount of time she had been locked in the room, she often contemplated trying to escape. Thoughts of potentially returning home to her seventeen year old daughter were all that prevented her from attacking Ryan on one of the many occasions when he brought food or fresh clothes into the room.
    “Do you ever hear of some fucking wacko kidnapping a bunch of girls and eventually they’re set free? Or they escape? We’ve been through this - he’s planning to kill us all. We should just figure out a way to get that door off the microwave and bust that pendejo in the cabesa ,” Elena said as she pointed to the microwave.
    “English,” Dana said from the bench.
    “ We need to hit that asshole in the head . He’s going to kill us all. One at a fucking time. And we’re all going to be as dead as bunch of dumb woman can be. Or, we can come up with a plan and beat this asshole and make a run for it. I’d much rather die trying to get out of here than after this prick fucks me and cuts off my hands,” Elena said as she walked to the bench opposite Dana and sat down.
    “What do you mean about him cutting off our hands? He’s