Prologue

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A man's angry shouts boomed behind Elliot as she ran into the woods. Every move made her gash and blood-covered back sting and the snow burned her bare feet. The basketball shorts didn't compensate either, nor did the loose t-shirt she wore that was stained with blood in the back. She knew she'd probably pass out due to blood loss in about ten minutes.

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