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𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐀, 𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐀Her eyes slowly began to open, allowing her to see the blurry world surrounding her. But even when it cleared and she could make out everything around her, the five-year-old girl still had no idea where she was. The last thing she remembered was a black van and pain in the back of her neck. Everything else was simply a blur. All she knew was that she was in a very dark room with no windows and one single door. She tried to move her arms and legs to sit up, but they felt as though they were made of stone. Tears began forming in her eyes as she stared up at the ceiling. She had no idea what was going on, but one thing was for sure. Luck wasn't on her side today. Then again, it never was.
Bad luck surrounded Annalise Jones since the day she was born. She never knew her parents, who both died in a house fire when she was just six months old. Everything she ever read on the incident deemed it as an accident, but something never felt right about it. With both of them gone, she was left bouncing around different orphanages and foster homes. The constant change drove Annalise crazy but she always tried her best to follow their rules. She did everything she could not to end up on the streets. And yet one quick trip to the grocery store to pick up Christmas dessert was all it took for her to end up in her current situation.
What felt like an eternity passed when the silence was broken. Annalise could barely make out the sound of approaching footsteps. It only sounded like one person at first. But as they came closer, she could make out three different people walking. The Jones girl had no idea if they were coming to where she was being kept or simply walking passed. But that question was soon answered when the single door swung open. Despite being unable to move any part of her body, Annalise could see three figures standing in the doorway. Before a full thought could go through her head, one of them walked across the room until he was standing right beside her cot. Shock coursed through her veins when she found his lower face covered by a mask. Only his eyes were visible, and they held the blankest stare Annalise had ever seen.
The next thing she knew, she was being picked up by the brunette man. Annalise couldn't fight the chill running up her spine when she felt cool metal greet her back. That was the last thing she expected to feel. Then again, nothing about what was happening was anywhere near normal. Her eyes stayed wide open as she was carried through the dark halls. The man carrying her followed his allies like it was his mission. His steps felt almost robotic to Annalise, almost as if he wasn't in control of his actions. That thought alone was enough to send another shiver throughout her entire body.
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 ❆ 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥
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