Hardly eighteen teenager abducted
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The episode opens on Amy, a bright and blessed college-aged-yr-elder high college schoolgirl, as she goes home from college one afternoon. The camera remains on her while she ambles - dressed in her college uniform, listening to ear-buds, and carrying a book bag harmlessly over her shoulder. When she passes a homeless dude, she pauses and reaches into her bag, handing him her lunch leftovers. The fellow thanks her and she tellshim to keep his chin up before putting her buds back in and ambling on. You can tell the woman is a highly supreme Samaritan. As Amy proceeds, she catches sight of a truck pulled up along the side of the road. A gal is bending up against it. When she observes the woman treatment, she pulls out her smartphone and embarks to mutter to herself ... frustrated. Amy stops and regards the dame, who is immaculately clothed and highly wonderful. 'Are you ok?' she asks. The girl stops and, breathing, tells the woman that she's lost and can't get her GPS to work. She and her spouse are late for an engagement and despairingly need commands. Amy peers into the van and catches sight of the doll's hubby in the front seat. He is clad in a suit and politely sways at her. She looks back at the female and asks where they are going, maybe she can help point them in the right direction. The doll tells her that they are attending a function at the convention center -- but she lost the invite with the address and their signal dropped. Because they are out of towners, they simply don't know where to go. Amy embarks to give them directives but as she explains where to go, the gal breathes again and mutters that her mind is like a sieve. She's not possibly going to reminisce. Amy stops and attempts to think of another way to explain, as the damsel subtly sights back at her hubby. 'What if you were to get in the camper and take us there?' The doll asks. 'My hubby and I would be glad to pay you for your troubles and it would indeed help us out.' Amy, knowing that she isn't supposed to do this, sights in at the spouse again. He looks ideally standard. 'I would most likely need to ask my parents.' She leisurely says. She looks back up at the doll, who quietly asks how elderly she is. When Amy replies that she is legitimate, the damsel smirks and mocks. 'If you're legitimate then why would you need to ask your parents? You're a grown up!' Amy mocks along meekly. The dame asks her name and Amy tells her. 'Well Amy,' the lady reiterates. 'It would indeed help us out if you would just get in the camper.' Amy takes a lengthy pause before agreeing. The female opens the back seat and Amy climbs in. Then, surveying the sphere and kneeing mud over the footprints, the chick ambles back to the passenger side and gets inwards. The camper screeches off. (2 Days Afterwards.) The camera comes into concentrate as Amy leisurely hoists her head from her lap. She is curled up in a ball in an empty guest room. Her bag is gone, her ear-buds are gone, and her college nymph uniform is dusty and grubby. Her hair is dishevelled and her face is streaked with sweat. She has a awful headache. A bucket sits close by, alongside a toothbrush in a glass of water, and some remnants of food. She smears her eyes and embarks to pick at the food when a door opens. It's the duo. No longer in formal wear, they step in the direction of her in casual clothes and spandex mittens. 'You've eaten all your food this time,' says the spouse. 'What a excellent tiny pet.' The teenage looks up at him in cold muffle. She asks when she can have her call with her parents, the one they promised. The dame sneers. 'I told you already Amy, you can have your smartphone call when you make me jism.' The duo laugh as Amy slumps back down. (4 Days Afterward.) Amy runs around the empty apartment, smashing on the walls. She unzips the last of her half-top and throws it in the corner. The bedroom is highly steamy. Sitting down overpowered, she calls out to the duo that she is well-prepped for them now. She'll do whatever they want. She just needs some air. She waits despairingly for a reply but it never comes and she collapses into a heap on the floor.
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