The first time I saw her was a little before I was discharged, I heard a growl and leaned out the window; she looked me in the eyes, despite the red mask she had, and I could feel her look of help, her clenched fists reminded me of my first day in that hell, the injections, the electric shocks, the blows at midnight. #

Today is my last date, I am much smarter than them and I gave them the answers they wanted to hear; yes i hate them She looks like one of mine; It would be so easy to open the door for her, she would escape and she wouldn't have to go through what I went through.

I walk towards the door, I see her eyes again, she sweats, her hands tremble; I only had seconds to make the decision; she jumped out of the corner and leaned against the pleading door.