Chapter 4

I couldn't believe that Michael, like my family, would sell me to someone else for money. There's nothing impossible in the midst of an international crisis like today, even to survive in a world that's so scary and full of torment like this is a great miracle. Do you think that means I have to be constantly sold to various parties?

With the fear that haunted me so much, I tried my hardest to climb up to the top of the cliff where I originally descended from. But because the ice here was so slippery and had no fibers to stand on or hold on to, it made it very difficult for me to get up there even though I climbed all the way up.

As many times as I tried and I fell, I didn't stay still either and a few times I also shouted out in a loud voice. Hoping that someone out there would hear me and help me get out of this cold place, but it was all to no avail as I was still stuck in here with no one to help me.

"Gosh, they're all traitors. But they should have at least left me one warm shirt when they left me in this cold hole. I can't breathe because it's so cold in here," I said while shivering.

I warmed myself by blowing on my palms and rubbing them together a few times. It was the only way for me to warm my body in the middle of this cold room, I wasn't wearing any clothes to block the cold right now, although I was wearing high-tech clothes to block the cold through the warming technology on this clothes, but because the energy used to power the technology on this clothes had run out, I had nothing now but stiff clothes and a cold body.

I was pensive and sat alone in this deep, cold hole. I thought over and over again of the events that kept happening to me and it felt like they were all so unlucky, I hoped that there would be some kind of luck coming my way soon and that luck would be great luck, I could only hope.

I'm so sad that someone who should have been my helper turned out to be a betrayer and did the same thing as the people who hurt me. The expression of love expressed by Michael some time ago turned out to be mere nonsense to convince me to fall for his trickery.

"Damn Michael!"

I roared loudly while banging on the ice beneath me, hell this hole would collapse if I screamed. The truth was that there wouldn't be anyone waiting for me anymore, so why would I survive like this?

Besides, if I stay alive for the foreseeable future as Michael said, I will fall into the hands of the people who bought me after Michael and I don't know what they will do to me, but I'm sure they will do very bad things to me.

As a woman in the midst of this doomsday period, there are only three options to choose from, and even then, sometimes we women can't choose. The first option is to fight hard to become a member of the mutiiner and fight a war, the second is to be homeless in the underworld and may end up becoming food for the aliens, and the third is to become merchandise and be sold to the mutiiner who wants to buy.

For the third option, it was tantamount to giving oneself away like useless goods, because the Mutiiner who bought the women often used the women as lust slaves according to their wishes.

I've been really frustrated with what's happened to me so far. I've struggled several times and repeatedly to maintain this life in order to live as a decent human being. But in fact luck was still not on my side, so what else should I expect?

"Hey! This is the hole they meant!"

In the middle of my hateful musings, I suddenly heard the voices of several men on the cliff of the hole I was in. My heart was racing and for a split second it felt like it wanted to burst out of my chest.

That fear showed that I was worried about my safety because soon the Palapa of robbers referred to by Michael would arrive and enter this hole. If that happened then they would definitely find me.

Horrible images of what they would do to me kept popping up in my head and I couldn't stop them. In the midst of my panic I had a panic attack and couldn't move my body the way I wanted to.

When I was in a state of panic attack my legs could still respond to commands from my brain. With irregular movements I tried to retreat and move my body away from the viewing area that could be seen from the cliff above the hole.

I moved backwards and towards the blind spot, doing so so that they couldn't see me in the hope that they wouldn't realize that this hole was where I was dumped by Michael. I really hoped that would happen and they would choose to search somewhere other than here.

Even if they don't find me, it means that I will be trapped here forever, which is better than ending up as a woman to satisfy the lust of the bastard men in the Mutiiner group. In the end, we're both going to die, right? If that's the case then it's better to end up here than to end up in that disgusting place.

I can still hear their voices from above this hole, they seem to be discussing but I can't hear clearly what they are talking about from up there.

Down here I was just trying to calm my heart while calming my body that had been trembling ever since. I don't know why I'm this scared? Or maybe this is a pile-up of the trauma I've experienced so far? It's definitely the ill effects of the negative feelings I've been keeping to myself.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, you idiot!"

"But I don't see anyone in here!"

I heard them yelling up there, if they're yelling like that it means the weather up there is getting extreme. I hoped that the weather would make them leave because they hesitated and chose to go elsewhere.

"No need to argue petty people. Let me use the device to detect that woman's whereabouts."

For the second time my heart was beating so fast it felt like it was about to burst out of my chest. I had almost forgotten that in this age of destruction humans also used technology that was no less advanced than the experts out there. Surely, those Mutiiner also had their own technology to do things like this.

"Did you find something?"

"Yes, I found something. That woman is indeed down here. Prepare to go in and take her."