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Ongoing, First published Aug 19, 2019
"You're special Y/N..." he purred, running his blade over my soft skin, leaving a crimson trail behind it.
My eyes burned into his, not buying his words, he was going to kill me. I'll be like the rest of them... the poor girls who never stood a chance, like me... 
But his words... "special" Those were the last word in my mind before he stood, grabbing a bat and smirking down at me.
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