Hostel Takeover : ROOM #5 (EXT, NC)
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				Title: <strong>Hostel Takeover : ROOM #5 (EXT, NC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zorak</strong> on <strong>16-04-2010, 22:14:42</strong>
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				<br><br>FACILITY :: ROOM #5 :: Currently rented to <strong>Jack Rourke</strong><br><br>OCCUPANT :: <strong>Leah Schaefer</strong><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hostel Takeover : ROOM #5 (EXT, NC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Marks</strong> on <strong>17-04-2010, 00:18:39</strong>
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				Mr Rourke twitched, his head involuntarily twisting to the side before righting itself.<br><br>He was excited.&nbsp; This was his first visit to the Hostel and he was planning to enjoy himself with the girl he had purchased.<br><br>Fastening the rubber apron over his smart suit he strolled over to the lift and rode it down into the basement where he was shown to a cell by a gun toting guard.<br><br>He paused for a second at the door before sliding back the observation window and peering in.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hostel Takeover : ROOM #5 (EXT, NC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rachubka</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 14:44:12</strong>
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				How does something like this happen? One minute you're dancing in the middle of a night club with all of your closest friends and potential suitors, and the next you wake up half naked in the middle of nowhere. Leah's head was fuzzy as all hell, her eyes refused to work together with her brain to try and sort out her surroundings. She only figured that cold, almost damp concrete against her skin meant that her clothing had managed to fall off of her. In actuality, the black cocktail dress she wore on the day had several cuts and rips in it. The cloth only really covered her torso at this point, leaving one of her near perfect breasts exposed as well as her cherished flower.<br><br>Wanting to reach over and see if she could tug her clothing back into place, Leah found that her hands were tied behind her back. This was the last straw. In a panic, and definitely pissed off, the young woman screamed at the top of her lungs, hoping that maybe, just maybe, she would wake up from this nightmare.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hostel Takeover : ROOM #5 (EXT, NC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Marks</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 20:14:16</strong>
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				Behind the bound girl a door opened, then closed against softly.<br><br>Footsteps tapped on the bare concrete floor but even if she twisted as much as she could in the chair she couldn't see who her captor was.<br><br>He checked out the contents of the room- a table behind her with various implements on it including a menacing, black semi-automatic pistol.&nbsp; <br><br>He smiled and patted his pocket subconsciously- yes the clip was there- ready for when the moment came.<br><br>Standing behind Leah he put his hand on her neck and ran his fingers gently around her throat.<br><br>"Hello Leah," he said in his monotonous voice, "are you comfortable?"
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