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As I stepped into the kitchen. There read a note saying- Leave cookies on the table no later than three O'clock OR ELSE!
I was terrified No where to run no where to hide. I followed the orders so I
wouldn't get myself into anymore trouble than I'm already in. All the while I could feel that I was being watched. When I was preparing the sweet treats I remember the odd blue liquid that had came with my groceries. I added it to my cookies, hoping it would have an effect on this beastly man that had kidnapped me.

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