Dorothy's mouth had been taped shut. As she gazed out of the car window, she realized that she had already left the city, and was headed for the suburbs.

After many twists and turns, she was finally transported to a shabby and abandoned warehouse. It was pitch-black, and she could not see anything. The ground was dusty, dirty, and damp.

She was tied to a rusty pillar with her hands behind her back. She couldn't move at all.

The men before her were silent. They left the same way they came, in silence. The silence made her fall into despair.

Dorothy stayed in the dark room for a long period...