It was uncomfortably quiet in the small cabin. Cots were lined up against either wall, and the lone handcuff key lay on the floor waiting to be picked up. Lucy looked at the others girls there, and it was easy to tell they were just as scared and as shocked as she was. 

She slowly stepped forward, careful as to not startle any of the other girls or even herself.

Once she was beside the key, Lucy knelt down on the floor facing away from it. She felt around for the key until she had it in her hand, and then for the next moments, she attempted to remove the handcuffs. She was unsuccessful the first few tries, and one of the girls standing around who looked to be a couple of years older than her stepped forward, offering to help with the handcuffs. Lucy gladly accepted the help and thanked the stranger once her hands were free and the muzzle had been removed as well.

"Thank you," she finally spoke, waving over some of the other girls whose hands were also handcuffed behind their backs. Lucy and other girl went on to free the hands of the rest of the group without so much as saying a word to each other. It seemed that for the moment, they were all scared of making any wrong moves.