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Annies pov:

I wake up to silence, not just any silence. The horrible feeling you get when something bad is going to happen. That kind of silence.

I squint my eyes and can make out the shape of a rope dangling from the roof. As my adrenaline kicks in I try to scramble away, however not before I bump into the wall.

"Liv" I whisper, no answer "Liv!"
Silence, then I make out a person laying on the floor.
I crawl over to them, it's Liv. I try shaking her but her limp body lays on the floor. I look around for anything that could help me, nothing...

Liv's pov:

I can hear someone calling my name, it's only faint but it's definitely there. I try to move but I can't, it hurts too much, all I can do is listen to the voice calling my name over and over again. " Liv, Liv, Liv." Then it stops.

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