Nameless And Restrained

Years ago, two had left. One came back.

I ran. He was not far behind, and my legs grew weaker. I stumbled into the snow. The nameless man grabbed my legs, and started to drag me through the snow. I was too weak to fight back.
"Don't do this" I pleaded. I knew exactly where we were going.

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