She apparently couldn’t hear anything else over her own screaming and crying. He tried shaking the box, but nothing happened. The door on the outside was locked with a padlock that he could hear clink every time he pushed on the door. He pressed on the backside of the box. Leaning into it, he thrust back with his leg, and the metal gave a little. The box wasn’t against the wall as he had originally thought. Howie kicked again and again, and the metal caved a little each time. He kicked at least five more times before the corners of the box bent and gave way. After a final kick, the side was bent enough that he could push it off. It crashed to the floor, and he crawled out, his head spinning and the blood draining out of his nose. He climbed off the counter the box was sitting on, then ran to the door where the screaming was coming from and opened it. A guardsman, the only one in the room, was trying to tear Jessica’s clothing off.
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