Back by high demand, but i can't give away too much or alice will bust my butt

Day 2:

I awoke to the spellbinding beeping to Beethoven's 6th. "Landon" flashed across the screen. I jumped up and sprinted across the room, flinging myself against the box. I had tried to shatter the box last night, only to be informed by Harlie that it was bullet-proff. I sobbed silently to myself, plastering my torso to the wall.

BEEP!

"Hey babe. I just wanted to call in and make sure you're alright. I don't know what happened the other night. We were having such a great time at the fire, then you said you had to pee and dissappeared. Did I say something wrong? I really hope you didn't run off with Travis or something. I just hope you got a ride home okay. How far into the woods did you go anyway? I don't know. I just wanna make sure you're doing good and aren't mad at me or something. If I said something stupid, I'm really sorry. I was so drunk. I didn't mean anything. Well, except the whole 'Will you marry me?' thing. I really hope I didn't screw that up. Well, I gotta go to work, so I love you and I'll talk to you later, okay babe? I love you more!"

beep.

"I love you too," I sobbed to myself. Harlie sighed and came up behind me. "It ain't gonna get any better, darlin'" My sobbing slowed and I looked over at the bed Harlie had stept on. On the old ripped, red comforter was a girl curled up in a ball. Harlie half-smiled, "Oh, that's Evelyn. She doesn't talk much." I nodded and wiped away my tears, only to be startled by a knock on the door. I turned and looked at the spider-webbed door Christian had went through last night, only to find a new face greeting us. He smiled and brought in a cart with three platter, small platters. "Hey Harlie!" he said with extatic tone. "Oh, save it, Dimitri," she left my side and woke up Evelyn. I fell to the ground and started to sob to myself once again. I felt someone place an arm around me, and I looked up instinctively to see who it is. Dimitri looked at me, slightly sympathetic, "You might want to eat Hilary." I looked at him, slightly stunned that he knew my name. I continued not to say anything until one thought entered my head. I mumbled to the floor, "What do you guys do here anyway?" He handed me my platter and a glass of orange juice with a stern look and up and bolted to the door. I remained silent and confused. Deadbolt. My head now turned and looked at Harlie, no changing the expression on my face. Her face was grim, "You remember Christian?" I nodded, still keeping my face composed as she continued, "Well, we are his, and, well, all of their's, personal sex toys. We are here to sooth his sexual apitite." I shuddered to myself, chill running eratically up and down my spine. Everything made perfect sense to me now; the reason for our under-dressed outfits, and why I couldn't answer my phone. I knew I'd been kidknapped before, but now I was truely freaked. I was stuck in a cold shack with your basic porn addict.