"Look at what's happened to me! As if getting lost wasn't enough, I've gone and hurt my foot. What am I going to do now? I wonder if I go into that house, will they help me? Someone must live here." Anxiously, I opened the large garden gate and entered. Unable to bear the pain in my foot, I sat down on the gazebo at the garden entrance, sighing as I placed my sprained left foot on my right thigh and started rubbing it. "Oh, Ceyda, what are you doing here? Whatever's happening is because of that curiosity of yours." I was muttering to myself when I fell silent at the feel of a hard object against the back of my neck. Is that a gun? "Who are you?" The deep male voice I heard stunned me, I couldn't speak. "I said, who are you!" "U-uh, I..." I want to talk, but I can't out of fear of the gun at my neck. "Either you talk, or you die." After hearing those words, I shouted in fear: "My friends and I are staying in a forest house. I got lost because I don't know these areas. I came into your garden to ask for help." Right then, I heard footsteps. Three armed people came running towards us and stopped in front of me. One of them frowned. "Who's this?" he said. The man behind me laughed. "An uninvited guest," he said. And the man who had just spoken in front of me called someone on his phone. "Bro, we have an uninvited guest here," he said, listened to the person on the other end, and hung up. "Bro said bring her." Then two people grabbed me by the arms and started dragging me roughly. "Let me go! You're hurting me, you savages!" I shouted. It was obvious from their demeanor that they were savages. Would they let me go? They opened the house door and we entered. After a large hall, they opened a door and threw me inside like a sack of potatoes. I fell to the ground, groaning. "You animal bastards, you're not human!" I yelled. As I tried to get up from the floor, I saw the person sitting in the single armchair opposite me, watching me. He was sitting with his legs spread, comfortably, and gestured with his head to the savages behind me. "You, get out," he said. He frowned. "Who are you?" he said.
Trembling, I stood up straight. "I-I got lost. I came to your house for help," I said. He raised his eyebrows mockingly and smiled slightly. "What could a beautiful girl like you be doing alone on this mountain top?" he said, getting up from his seat. He started walking towards me with heavy steps. "Having such a beauty fall into my lap, I can't just let her go easily, now can I?" he said, smirking. "My God, why am I here? Please, save me."
