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72. PERIL

~ Violet ~ Dark. There was nothing but darkness. Violet could feel someone was carrying her, but she didn’t know who or what. She couldn’t open her eyes or even lift a finger. The last thing she felt was a pair of hands grabbing her. Her face was smothered with some kind of cloth that reeked of chemicals. And the next thing she knew, everything was dark. “What do you want us to do with her?” she heard a man speak. “Tie her up. Make sure it’s tight. And put her in the back,” Celina’s voice responded. Violet felt her hands and feet were being tied up. And then she was laid on some cold metallic thing. She could also hear a car’s engine running. Maybe they were putting her in some trunk. Or on the back of some truck. “Alright. Good work, boys,” Celina said triumphantly. “Time to hit the road!” Moments later, Violet felt that she was moving. She was inside a car. They were taking her somewhere. But where? Violet wanted to scream. She wanted to get up, kick the door, and run. But although s

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