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I'm being tossed around, my skinny body slamming against the cold medal of the van.
I started searching for something, anything to protect me but I have no luck in
this pitch black trunk.
The car goes over a bump and I get sent flying causing me to hit my head against the back windshield that's covered in duct tape "fuck!" I scream as a splintering pain shoots through my body "shut it before I kill you" the masked driver shouts back to me.
I don't know what to do, so I just crawl into the corner and bury my head in between my knees and pray that all of this is just a dream...

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⏰ Last updated: May 30, 2015 ⏰

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