Emma POV:

All of them were heavily armed and their faces were covered with black balaclavas but I could see their fearless eyes which made me feel shiver. They appeared well trained and looked determined to unleash a major catastrophe. The room was not big enough to accommodate all of us but we were huddled just like a herd of animals.

The room had a small washroom but unluckily there was no ventilation. It appeared to be a store of the hotel kitchen with large boxes stacked at the back. It was not brightly lit and had a ceiling fan, which unfortunately did not work. As if it was not enough the power went off, so the atmosphere appeared quite gloomy and terrifying like a ghost house. Somehow, I could see people around me petrified and some of them crying.

A separate character Hanna. A woman approximately 18. She had ocean blue, almond shaped eyes and ridiculously short hazel hair. Yet she was delicate featured and rather pretty within her own right. She had a body, which could easily be mistaken for anorexic.)

Soldier 2: Randomly pokes at Hanna’s side. Making her physically cower. Like a herd of cows, she attempted to retreat into the centre of the herd of hostages (The soilder would often point out Hanna and would cruelly refer to her as an albino African child.)

(I know this is a super weird piece of writing I wrote. Was wondering if anybody wanted to a some Guro/ vore/ gore /CNC into? Maybe we can write together? Pms open.