CHAPTER SEVEN HOPE

In the dimly lit room, Emily Green sat huddled in a corner, her hands trembling with fear as she listened to the footsteps echoing outside the hallway. The sound sent shivers down her spine, each step a chilling reminder of the danger that lurked just beyond the walls of her prison. She hugged her knees to her chest, her heart pounding in her chest as she tried to steady her breathing. It had been days since the Sons of Liberation had kidnapped her, and with each passing moment, her hope of escape grew dimmer. As she sat alone in the darkness, her mind drifted back to the events that had led her to this nightmare. She had been on a humanitarian mission in a war-torn country, working tirelessly to provide aid to those in need. But her efforts had drawn the attention of the terrorists, who saw her as a valuable bargaining chip in their twisted game of power and control. Now, she was trapped in a windowless room, her only company, the constant fear that gnawed at her insides. She