Leave

Leanne looked back at the receptionist one final time. She sensed the older woman was genuinely being sincere and almost friendly for once. But after what she'd already witnessed and been subjected to she didn't want to wake up and find herself strapped to a table with an old man fucking her arse.

She shook her head apologetically. Fear evident in her youthful eyes. With a turn she was gone. Heading towards the door and running down the steps to the safety of the outside world.

Never again would she step foot in Rosefield Manor. Occassionally she would hear stories about strange goings on but she'd never talk about it herself. She sometimes wondered what happened to Abbie, and if the receptionist was trying to actually help her or not. But now she was safe and would never have to suffer that kind of fear ever again.

The End