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"We're getting out of here" he said blood dripping from his hands as he got up "I can't move" he walked over and picked me up and kicked open the door the halls echoed. "Where will we go"? He stayed silent while he held me through the lifeless blood stained hall trails of blood through each door hand streaks of blood and broken windows. "We're going home" I coukd not see his face through the blood only the whites of his eyes. I held him tight and he did the same and a gasp from castor thrusted me to the ground as blood dripped down my face. No please no... I looked as a blade pulled from castor's neck. I can't cry I feel like it but I can't. Wait... oh my god... how. A boy in a hood stood before me "hi liza" the boy removes his hood anthony. Everything went dark and everything was reversed me being taken by anthony and a knife to his throat and blood dripping from his throat onto my face.

Was Anthony trying yo take me? Whats going on? Castor picked me up and put me in a car and I fell asleep. Anthony what were you doing?

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