Fight for your life

"Since you're done putting away the items, both of you come with me," the dirty man commanded, a lecherous smile curling at the corners of his lips.

Lydia felt a wave of anxiety as she racked her brain, desperately trying to devise a plan to escape from this hellish situation.

"Team Leader, what about these remaining women? Can we have some fun with them, too?" one of the subordinates asked, a smirk creeping onto his face.

"It's up to you; just make sure to finish them off after I'm done so we can all head to the bunker together," the dirty man replied casually as if discussing a trivial matter.

"Yes, sir, thank you for the gift," the subordinate said, his eyes gleaming excitedly.

The women were now in a state of panic, horrified by the men's blatant intentions and the threat they posed.

Fear coursed through the room as they realized the gravity of their situation.