Chapter II The Van

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I finally awaken with no idea what had just happened. Although it feels I am in a dream, I know I am not. While in deep thought a flash of light shines into what seems to be a death trap. A hand firmly grabs me i look up to see a mask that resembled a porcelin doll. When I was finally out of the vehicle a bag is put over my head which, leaves me unable to see. I am strapped down not knowing where I am. The cover on my face was lifted to find four men and a figure that seemed to be a woman cleaning up a red liquid. Thinking they are going to hurt me they soon leave locking the door behind them. I don't know where I am, and unaware of what will happen next.

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