Chapter 4

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Slowly I regain consciousness and hear a couple people talking. I'm lying on a cold floor, probably tile, with a blindfold on and my hands bound. Staying still I listen in to get the gist of what's going on.

"Who's getting to question her?" A female voice questions greedily.

"I want to! Bec-" Another voice pops up.

Someone else interjects, "no let me torture her!" .


Multiple people start talking at once all pretty much summing up that all the people wanted to hurt me very badly. Whispers follow that they can't believe that I'm here. Through all the chaos the woman who spoke up first raises her voice again, and her icy tone cuts through the noise, "Hold on! She is still young, you have to be gentle with her. Will any of you st-" Silence falls as I realize I should have not itched my leg. Clunky echos on the tile direct me toward the person, I kick them in between the legs and trip them with my own legs. Another stabbing pain in my leg returns me to instant sleep.


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