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“So, what exactly is my job?” I asked tentatively as we rounded up and into the large Hollywood Estate, the car grinding to a halt as I eyed up the empty windows. The man driving didn’t offer anything in response, only bundling me out of the back of the limo and up to the front door step, upon which he sped swiftly away, leaving me standing there aimlessly. Knocking on the door, I heard a conversation cut off sharply before a suited man with a clipboard answered the door, happily gesturing for me to follow.             “Good, good… You’re here. Perfect. We’ve already started, but we haven’t gotten around to filming your stuff, so don’t worry,” the man said, ducking In and out of our conversation to mutter things into his headset. We sped swiftly through the house, clambering up a short flight of stairs and past a myriad of empty boxes and crates, some having filming equipment inside whilst others had a couple strewn bras a...

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DAY 01: Avril awoke with her hands cuffed behind her back, the metal rings biting and digging into her wrists. A tight swatch of cloth was tied around her mouth, gagging her and restricting her calls of dismay to mere meek whimpers. Wriggling back and forth, she only served to tighten the cuffs before she managed to roll to the edge of the bed, sitting with her legs dangling over the edge. She was in some grimy dungeon with paint peeling from the walls and rusted pipes rushing across the ceiling. Not to mention there were only two pieces of furniture: a wooden chair and the uncomfortably stiff bed on which she was sitting             There was a sound at the door, the rattling of heavy chains echoing through the small basement room and rousing Avril to her feet. She had to escape but was a little stunned and taken aback by her surroundings. As the door swung open, she clumsily attempted to run past the intruder, only to hav...

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