Quick note this story will make no sense if you haven't read my first book, Obsidian. If you are coming back welcome! I was surprised anyone noticed my book even a little bit and now I'm going to put off my other stuff and write this one!
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It's been a few weeks since they were taken. Obsidian and Ripper. One minute, I had them both with me, the next, they were gone. I could only watch as the helicopters lifted them away, taking them to some unknown place.
Elsewhere...
(y/n) hasn't come for me. Did he forget about me? No, that couldn't be it.
Could it...?