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Jack watched the man with fear as a smirk crawled onto his face, even as a stream of blood left the corner of his lip. He had crouched down to her level with a laugh. She gave a small whimper as he pushed aside her hair before letting his hand stream down and grope her breasts. She gasped as he forced himself on her with a sadistic laugh. She was on the verge of tears and closed her eyes. I don't want to be raped! What did I do to deserve this fate?! She opened her eyes wide as he whispered to her, his eyes fixated on her. Her lips pinched together and her eyes closed as her hair was brushed aside again, though she gasped in surprise when she felt a pat on her head and his presence left her body.

Jack opened her eyes, a single tear streaming down her cheek. He had walked over and started a fire, which was when she noticed how cold it was. She shivered, the fire only helping a bit. She looked at him as he walked up to her, his boot poking her thigh as he spoke. "What is thy name, wench? You lie one more time." She took a deep breath, having been holding her breath for a while. "P-p-please believe me. My name really is Jack. I could go into town, and the people there would call me Jack. I'm telling the truth!" She said the last bit with desperation, knowing that she wasn't really lying. She herself considered her name to be Jack because people really did call her it. She didn't want to say her real name, in truth, because then he would probably give her back for ransom. Then, after it was all settled, she would never see the light of day again unless she found a slim chance to sneak out.

Jack felt a few more tears fall from her eyes from this thought. She closed them, speaking in a whisper. "You have to believe me."