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... y, my limbs slow to respond, and my mind foggy from whatever they'd used to knock me out.
That was extreme to give for a 17 year old girl.
As my vision cleared, I realized I was in some dark, abandoned warehouse—off the radar, far away from where anyone could easily find me.
Despite the situation, I was calm. Too calm, really.
You'd think a seventeen-year-old would be panicking right now, but I was used to this. This wasn't my first time being kidnapped, and at th ...
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