Grace's Night Out

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Grace sighed as she began walking off. She went into a library to charge her phone and tablet. She spent some time there, reading, and then it closed. She walked a bit and then lied down on a park bench, using her duffle bag as a pillow. She sighed, continuing to type her book. She shivered, putting on her jacket and then continuing to work.
Ian sighed, appearing. "It's kind of pathetic to find you lying on a park bench, Grace."
Grace saved her book and then sat up. "What are you doing here?"
"Well, still working on showing I mean business, of course," Ian said. "So as of now, you're my prisoner."
"Um...why?" Grace asked. "What do I have to do with this?"
"You're close to Soren, Soren's close to Nate..." Ian said. "But I'm tired of explaining myself to you earth people! Soren might be unable to be hurt, but you are. So watch your mouth."
He grabbed her and teleported away, tossing her harshly into a crater. Even with the light gravity, she hit the moon hard. She winced, but couldn't breathe. He put a inpenetrable forcefield over the top and added oxygen inside.
"Come get her," he smirked, walking off. "I'll be waiting."

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