I spent an entire day trying to get that thing out of my body. But I couldn’t reach it.

I got so scared I even thought that I actually died and the worm made another body for me, but now that thing will control it. Or maybe what was left of me was that thing, and if I pull it out, I’ll die!

After slapping myself with all my strength, I regain my composure. There’s only one thing I should focus on, Cara.

First things first, I need to know where I am. And I need to remember everything.

When my stomach grumbles, I change my priorities.

Let's find food.

I got nothing apart from a plant. And if I was terrible at getting food before, imagine how hard it’s now that I’m almost blind. I walk, covering my eyes with my hands to avoid receiving direct light. Thankfully, the night is here.

I notice a pretty spot to rest. I clean it a bit and sit to eat the plant. I also continue remembering.

Cara and I escaped from the monsters. Another two girls joined us in the forest. We were doing a great job finding food and taking care of each other, but we had a terrible encounter. A woman found us and took us to her carriage. Another trap and another abyss. Deep in the forest, there was a magnificent building, the home of true monsters. Just like in the orphanage, we were mere toys.

That place was an arena, and we had to fight to the death. Soon the other two girls were dead, and the guards raped us each night.

I get an awful premonition about this.

I stand up and run to nowhere, hoping somehow I’ll find Cara. I run all night.

The next day I’m so tired I hide in a cave and sleep.

I see the same girl from my dream back in prison, standing in front of me. She’s covered in blood, showing me a wide smile. I get closer to her, and she stabs me. There’s no pain. I hug the girl, but she transforms into a dark goo and envelops me.

Now I’m with Cara. She’s hugging me and telling me everything is okay. The people that captured us come for us, making us dress in embarrassing clothes and taking us to the arena.

I gaze around and watch other kids kneeling in front of adults, giving them sexual pleasure. There are boys with men and girls with women, though most are girls with men. The adults are dressed in expensive clothes and enjoy the many plates filled with the best food. All of them have their faces covered, but I can notice the malice in their eyes.

When we reach the center of the arena, a showman appears. He throws wooden clubs at us, then he announces the event to take place. We’ll have to fight to the death against ten boys that will rape us and dismember us. For each boy we kill, a wolf will come out and attack people at random.

I’m shaking while holding Cara’s hand. I also pee myself. When the boys enter, I’m paralyzed. Cara talks to me, but I can’t hear her.

Then Cara does the unimaginable; she drops her club and interrupts the showman.

“None of us need to obey those pigs! If none of us fights, they won’t get anything from us! I don’t care about who you are; you pigs won’t control me!!!”

“Kill that bitch right now!”

Chaos arises. The showman hurries the boys to kill Cara while the adults stand from their seats and kick or push the kids glued to their genitals. They stop the showman and the boys.

One of them, their leader, approaches the balcony and looks at us.

“Now that you dare to defy us, you two will suffer for the rest of your life! We’ll take out your eyes, destroy your ears, cut your tongue, cut your arms and legs, have you raped all day, you’ll live like a toilet, you’ll breed animals and monsters, and we’ll slowly pull your brain out!”

“So what?! I’ll never become a toy for pigs like you! You’re monsters!!!”

I feel like I’ll faint any moment. My trembling doesn’t stop, and I’m dizzy.

“You, little girl. We will spare you and let you free if you kill your friend.”

I look at him and then look at Cara.

“Come on. We swear we’ll set you free, right?”

“‘Yes.’”

I stare at Cara again and see her despair.

“They’re lying. Drop the club. If we unite, we’ll defeat them. Do you want to go back to living like a toy?”

“We’re busy; if you want to live, kill her now!”

The showman tells the boys not to kill us. They approach slowly.

“Uzziye. Think about what you’ll teach everyone if you do what they say. Please believe in me! We’ll have our chance!”

Driven by my fear and the hope of finally ending this nightmare, I raise my club and hit Cara. She doesn’t protect herself; she only stares at me in disbelief.

“‘Ahahaha.’”

I look up and see all the adults laughing at us. Some of them get angry at kids who stared defiantly at them and throw them to their deaths.

I try to approach and protect Cara, but it’s too late; the boys surround me and beat me. I can only see how they rape Cara, who is unconscious.

Many adults went into the arena with weapons, from wolves to shiny swords to metal sticks with spikes.

They rape me and break my bones, but I don’t care. I stretch my hand towards Cara and call out to her.

“Hey, wake up!”

They hit Cara, but she doesn’t react. Many of them try until one of them laughs.

“She’s dead! Ahaha. All that talk and she couldn’t take a single hit from that skinny kid!”

I stop hearing their mockery. My mind is stuck on the word dead. I can’t believe it. I don’t want to believe it. But there’s nothing I can do. My strength is nothing compared to them, so I can only watch how they insert their metal clubs with spikes on Cara’s vagina, how they cut her in pieces and make her a pulp.

When they hear me crying and calling her name, one of them grabs Cara and shows me her battered face.

“YOU killed her. This girl trusted you and did all that to protect you. Yet, YOU killed her. Ahahaha.”

He cuts Cara’s head in front of me.

I’m furious. I hate everything. But what I hate the most is myself. Cara’s shocked face before I killed her is forever stuck on my head. The hate grows until I feel it piercing my heart. I just want one thing. I want the world to end.

Then, the wolves eating Cara make strange sounds and become monsters. They attack everyone and grow, breaking and changing forms. One grows as big as a tree, with the form of a centipede. It stabs everyone with its legs and stops all the people who tried to escape. The monsters show no mercy, killing the kids too.

But I don’t care anymore. I killed Cara.