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ll woke up here. Can

t, I pry them open

n every side except for one wall that has bars. I'm lying on a small cot with a matching one above me and beside me. One girl sits along

e up here." Her voice sound

ed girl helps me to sit up and a world of dizziness flo

finally wearing off. They must have give

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it's English. Ar

was at school studying for finals. That's the last thing I remember unt

f calculating to herself. She looks at another girl, th

oke first, they must not have needed to drug me too

ysteria present in

egins. "Try and remember where you w

oft hands on my face something rough and hea

and clean. My top is covered in a dark green tank that is at least one size too small and a d

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say shutting my eyes and the visions of

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ictures and ranting abo

age making

y silver heels. They were meant to match my V-neck, backless silver gown. Somethin

sible nightmare. Looking around I see most of the girls comforting each other and speaking in hu

Whitney

m Amelia, th

I return. Her blonde hair is in waves but dirty on the

know who

where we were. I'm guessing whoever has us knows we are all

ice is panicked causing Cassie t

you have family? Friends? A nice home?" Confusion must dawn on my face because she quickly reiterates. "The reason I am asking you,

one kidnapped m

h the darkness. Two large tattooed men appear out of the shallows, swallowing up the space behind the cell doors. One grabs a gun aiming it at all of u

n shouts and we all step back as

rease stains and not dirt smudges. He's tall, built and has dark green eyes. The other is slimmer. His shaggy brown hair covers h

s happ

exit. What was once a small cell, is now a cra

getting into her face and holding the gun right at her head. Girls begin crying, yelling

other brute answers w

d I immediately grab her hand, pulling her b

ell doors wide. "You're all going to line up outside these cell doors and follow u

the ordinary. The darkness seeps throughout the walk and the bricks flow along each step we take. Finally after minutes

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a large

their home in Florida. My mind didn't connect the dots due to the fear and unknown, but now that I can feel the b

pulling me off to the side. I puke right beside his shoes, feeling w

les under his breath. His accent is unmist

Ame

oat, hanging off to the sides. My feet barely carry me the whole way, causing Ranger to grab me ro

ith nausea. Once Ranger and his friend hop in, we are lowe

't just do this." Another gi

I look over at Ranger I see why. His deranged and unbala

irl." He states then looks dead in