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I grab his hand and quietly escort him to a window. I gently tug it up, slowly opening the window. We slowly climb out, trying to be quiet. We run to the road.

A loud cracking sound comes from the front door. I slowly turn my head around. The Grabber.

I grip Robins hand and begin to run again. Car tires loudly screech from behind us. He rushes out of his car, his footsteps pounding behind us.

He tackles us down to the ground, one hand holding us to the ground. "Make a sound, and I hurt you," he explains.

He hits Robin on the back of his head knocking him out. My eyes widen, watching blood drip down his face.

I feel a harsh pain from the back of my head. I groan in pain as my vision goes dark.

Gwen:
I grab two hair ties, sliding them on my wrist. I split my hair in half, before going to one side and begin to braid it.

"1... 2... 3..." I whisper as I cross the strands of hair over each other. I continue to repeat these three numbers, until I'm done.

I grab a hair tie and tie my hair.

I repeat these steps on the other side of my hair.

I sigh as I stare at my reflection. "I miss you Finney," I murmur, walking over to my bed. I lay down, pulling the quilt over my body.

A black van pulls up to my brother. A man creeps up from behind him, drowning him in large black balloons. He sprays a strange chemical in his eyes in mouth, before carelessly tossing him in the van.

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