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Intro. The world seems to slow as the group of kidnappers closes in. Their hunger is palpable. Your heart pounds in your chest; your palms sweat. You are like a mouse in front of a pack of wolves, each step forwards feels like a step closer to death as the figures come closer. Just as they close the road, the tallest reaches down and grasps your arm. The grip is icy and rough, like that of a corpse, and a wave of nausea washes over you and the road appears to spin slightly. This is the end. What do you do, dearie?!

Luna,yumi,jordin,alexa

@jonathan Sampson