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Chapter 9
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ed downstairs, the room
eet, and every breath ma
grew thicker, making every br
g down at the ceramic shard in
heek twitched
e that dose hits your brain, you wo
stand up and scanned the blurry room. The walls see
still pumping white smoke into the air. Its little green light blink
uit knife sitting on a tray, and threw it was
across the table as the white mist stopped pouring out. Th
b her!" he snapped. His
against the carpet. I swung the jagged lamp shard in my
d in pain and stumbled back,
my hair and slammed me face-first onto the carpet. My nose hi
the drug in my system surged up,
back over and kicked m
l, gasping for air as the ceramic shard slipped from my
he shard away, and crouch
into my jaw, for
doing things th
my shoulders, leaving my thin ca
n, and I shivered despit
rror threatened to swallow me whole. I coul
the metallic taste of blood jolted my brain awake.
y's fingers still gripping my chin, biting
iek and punched me hard in th
from my ear. But I didn't let go until he violently
face turned purple, and spit flew from his lips. "Kill her!
he same time, their dark shadow
ard, but my arms would
the same black shirt and dark jacket - the only one who had not moved toward me - and as he l
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