Adhinullil ninnum thala neeti yedam kannittu maadi vilikkunna krusari kuttiye yenghane sradhikkadhirikkum… thanjathil aa pinju kunjitte vilikku chev... koduthu chundukal chearthu aaswasippikkan thudanghi… Oru kai kondu avalude mulakalem matte kai kondu avalude kundikkum pidichu amarthi kondu thanne naavukal aa pongappathil kayatti yirakki thein kadanju kodukkumbhol aval aavesha poorvam kaikal yente thalayil amarthi pidichu kaalukal vellathil yittu thalli padhachu madham yilakiya aana aayi. This time, however, they were all distracted to the same place, somewhere behind me.I glanced around and I lost my train of thought. A tall, slender girl was crossing the grassy field towards me. Her long tan legs descended from a pair of tight blue shorts and carried her with a gliding motion. The white tee shirt she wore drew tightly around her small waist and clung to her full breasts. The warm evening breeze swirled her long blonde hair around her shoulders as she walked.She came closer. At thesecond one I wrenched my head away from his hand, and the movement caused myshoulder to pop out of its socket. I remember screaming; and then screamingagain as my tortured writhing dislocated my other shoulder. From my lips felltwo blue diamonds, each one the size of a small apple. He seized on these gemsgreedily and carelessly ordered his guards to free me of the table and havethe physicians attend to me. Every inch of the skin on my back was swollenand tender from the repeated blows,. I was about to leave when the asshole driver’s phone chirped. ‘Get the girl and get out! Russians OTW. 3min or less.’ Deep inside me, the Monster roared. Leave her Mason. Get out. Survive. But there was something else. Something that grabbed me from deep inside. A small voice I had not heard in a very long time. Begging me to help this girl survive. I knew, without knowing how I knew, I was at a crossroads in my life. Something told me, if I left this poor girl to die, that there would be.