The cold steel bars held her captive a helpless Gabi Braun. A rough hand grabbed her chin forcing her to look up. Her captor's shadow loomed large a cruel smile playing on his lips. He broke her spirit piece by piece. The cell became her world her tormentor its king. He watched her every move a predatory gaze. Her body was his to command a puppet on his strings. He took what he wanted a brutal display of power. She writhed beneath him a broken captive. The prison became her personal hell. Her cries echoed in the dark. There was no escape no hope. He left her bruised and battered. But a flicker of defiance remained. She would not be fully broken. Her eyes held a secret strength. She would endure. The prison could not hold her forever. Her spirit would find its freedom. In her mind she was already free.
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A rough hand grabbed her chin forcing her to look up. 
Her captor's shadow loomed large a cruel smile playing on his lips. 
He broke her spirit piece by piece. 
The cell became her world her tormentor its king. 
He watched her every move a predatory gaze. 
Her body was his to command a puppet on his strings. 
He took what he wanted a brutal display of power. 
She writhed beneath him a broken captive. 
The prison became her personal hell. 
Her cries echoed in the dark. 
There was no escape no hope. 
He left her bruised and battered. 
She would not be fully broken. 
Her eyes held a secret strength. 
The prison could not hold her forever. 
Her spirit would find its freedom. 
In her mind she was already free. 