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Jacob; The Psychopath.

'Have you tried escaping?' I asked and stood up from the bed.

'I have been here six years; I have birthed three children, and this is my fourth. I have tried escaping a million and one times but I get beat up and choked to the point of death every time.'

'If he's in a really bad mood, he starves me. I don't think I want to go through any of that ever again, so I'll stay here until he lets me go. Which is very unlikely.' She went back into the shadow, but I could see her more clearly.

'Six years? Who is this guy?' I asked.

'Dr. Pratt Jacob.'

I had no idea who that was. Jacob was a name I didn't hear so much but whenever I did, the bearer was always something.

'Jacob? Who is that? Some sort of psychopath?' I asked.

'He is your therapist. I know you don't remember so much now but it will all come back to you with time.'