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"Oops! Really sorry about that -" she froze ,their eyes locking.

           It wasn't any ordinary tall figure. It was Bowers. Henry Bowers. The leader of his goons.

             "Watch it,pip squeak." He spat,his brows furrowed. But as he looked Sophia up and down,a brow began to raise.

               "Hey,aren't you that girl with the missing ma? Sally or Suzie or whatever..."

               
        "It's none of your business what my name is."she boldly stated.

                 "Calm down doll face, didn't mean to get your panties in a twist..unless you want me to." Bowers flirts,giving her a wink and a grin.
      
                  Sophia rolled her eyes and walked past ignoring him the best she could. Surprisingly,Henry clasped onto her thin wrist with a strong grip. This caused her to stop dead in her tracks and turn around to set herself free.
  
              "Let me go you weirdo!"she exclaimed.

                Henry pulled her close causing their faces to be inches away.

                 "Never walk away when I'm talking to you."he angrily warns.

              And that's when the energy was born. A heavy, draining emotion passed through  Sophia's spirit,while Henry's was empowered by it. It gave him a high,the same high a addict gets after their fix. While Henry was busy feeling this emotion,Sophie pulled her wrist away and ran off  before the boy could do anything else to her. All Henry could was feel the energy slowly exit his body. He went and looked for the girl,but he was too late. She was already gone. Even when he met up with Patrick,Victor,and Belch,he couldn't stop thinking about it.

             'That girl is gonna  give it back to me.' he said in his mind scape. 'Whether she likes it or not '

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