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I woke up , in the middle of a room chained up. I tried moving my arms but there was nothing I could do. I was helpless.
I jerked on the chains and screamed in frustration. My wrists were red and bloodied as i felt the back of my eyes burning. I only wanted to help my little sister.. Abby. She would have to be on her own now. I can't do anything. I tried one last desperate tug but the chains stayed put. Before I knew what was happening, I heard uneasy footsteps coming closer to me. Closer and closer it came as I vulnerably sat on the hard, cemented floors. The door knob twisted and it opened
A small child, about my sisters age stood there with no emotion. Her eyes were an empty void of darkness. My muscles tensed and i couldn't help my hands shaking. She stood staring at me; almost analyzing my movements.
She cocked her head and walked closer to me. I finally saw the details. She had a little dress on with small, red bows on them. It would be normal, except the dress was torn and there was blood smeared all over it; fresh blood. Her feet were torn, like a dog may have attacked her. The girl's toes were either missing or uneven. "What do you want." I spat, trying to sound confident. She didn't answer and only came closer to me. My hands shook as she reached for my wrist. Opening her mouth, she put my bloodied wrist closer to her. I gasped. Her teeth were extremely sharp and jagged. She licked the blood off my wrist and bit into it. I screamed in agony, and was frozen. I felt the blood leave my body and became lightheaded. Soon, everything became black.

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