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FANTASY. vii. bloodletting ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
WHEN MOIRA AWOKE FROM her somewhat peaceful slumber, she hadn't come to notice the unusual nature of her whereabouts. She had slipped into unconsciousness, having been so for such a time that she'd momentarily forgotten she wasn't within safety's grasp. So, when the young girl came to the realization of her surroundings, she wasn't at all fond of the individual which had led her there.
In an act of urgency, the girl made a move to scramble and push herself up from her lying position. But, she found she was unable to, her wrists and ankles bound together by zip ties. Rolling her eyes in growing irritation, Moira began to twist her body until her head was in a horizontal position before the wall of the car trunk. Using the strength of her legs and her core, the girl pushed herself up against the side of the trunk with the added assistance of her elbows.
Breathing heavily from her task, Moira then began to forcefully pull her wrists apart in an attempt to break apart the zip tie. As expected, it was to no avail. She then put her teeth to use, beginning to gnaw on the restraints.
Just as the ties loosened, the car had come to a stop. Moira knew the individual responsible would be coming around to get her within the next ten seconds or so, which motivated her to speed up her movements. She twisted her hands in any way she could, fighting to break until finally she did.
"Yes." The young girl quietly cheered, then working to remove the ties on her ankles.
The second the trunk door flew open, Moira's foot met the culprit's face. Their head thrown back, they began to groan in agony as slurs of profanity escaped their lips. Using their distraction to her advantage, Moira kicked them in the abdomen in order to gain space for an escape. As planned, the man stumbled back due to the force and the young girl took her opportunity to scramble from the back and out onto her feet.
She made an attempt to flee, but the man swung at her in order to try and knock her unconscious once again. Dodging his failed attack, Moira took hold of his arm and twisted it until his wrist met the middle of his spine. At the crack of his broken bone, he shouted in pain once again before his head was pushed into the back window of the vehicle.
Stepping over the mess of glass shards and senseless man, Moira rummaged through his jean pockets until she found the car keys. Snatching them from within his pocket, the girl rushed to the driver door. She jumped in the seat and shut the door behind her before putting the key into the ignition. Without a second thought, she pushed on the gas pedal and sped off to the place she now called home – she needed to find the two brothers.
