Chapter Twenty-Eight

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"HELP!" I scream as loud as I can. He laughs evilly, throwing his head back. "No one can hear you," he smiles. "You're HELPLESS!" He laughs even more.

"Oh," he frowns. "I should change before I get started." I watch as he leaves. I glance in the corner and see plastic arms and legs in the corner. I scream as loud as I can. I'm actually going to become a doll! Derik's doll. Derik's sex doll.

Oh my God! Somehow I've managed to get my one of my hands free. I reach down and get my phone out of my pocket. I call 911. I slip my hand back in the strap.

"911 how my I help you?" A lady asks. Frantically I explain what's going on and Derik's address. The door opens and I hang up, shoving my phone back in pocket.

Derik stands there wearing some old clothes. Oh my God. He has a chainsaw in his hands. He's going to saw my limbs off if the police don't get here soon!

"Night night Amanda..." He says walks over to me, smiling evilly. Derik holds a funny smelling rag on my nose, and everything goes dark.

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