Chapter 1

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Kristal's POV

Kristal Burke. The name my parents gave me, whoever they were. The sound of my footsteps on the wet concrete sidewalk quiets down my ears. I am now lost in the middle of London for the sixth time. As I turn onto 'Ridge Avenue' I think I passed this street for the fifth time, where was I? Then I hear heavy footsteps following me. It might not be a good sound. The darkness not helping me at all, and the dark clothes I decided to wear on a night stroll. Maybe this wasn't a good idea after all. When I turned onto a different street I wasn't familiar to the strange person grabbed me from behind making me fall onto the figure. The figure had the scent of sweetness, like men cologne. I tried to fight back against him but he held me down. As he drew his hand in his pocket, I see a cloth. He quickly puts it over my mouth. Then the world went completely black....

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