Summary: 100-word Drabble. What is the fate of a plea that's never heard?
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For hours on end, that was the only word she could say as she lay on the floor, tossing and turning, sobbing without breath.
"Please," she begged. "Please…"
Her long, black hair got in her eyes and tremors ran through her body. The darkness of her own quarters pressed down on her as she pleaded that she wouldn't have to endure this. She felt utterly helpless as she curled into a ball, hiding her head in her arms.
"Please," she whispered. "Please…"
But no one would hear her. No one was there to answer to her cry of distress.
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