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“Please, let o You wouldn’t want to hurt me”

The hter”

Hope filled her

“But she’s dead So fucking dead, and has been for three years She was one of the taken” He growled again More animal than human

He didn’t stop

The sound of the party she’d been hoping to avoid grew louder, terrifying her to the core at just how close they were getting She’d hidden during parties like this

All night, she had heard the screa women Fear ran down her back and tears filled her eyes She didn’t knohy she’d lived and her parents died

Three years she’d been surviving

Three years of hunting for food

Three years of treating all her own cuts and bruises

Three years of living alone and only talking to herself

And this was how she was going to end up Within a round in the center of a small bonfire party, in front of a pair of dirty boots The mud on them was crusted dry, and it looked thick She didn’t dare look up Instead, keeping her gaze doard, she rubbed at the spot theher at One day, if she everbrains out

She’d been lucky Three years with no interaction with anyone The gun had been more of a precaution Now, it came down to this

“I brought you an offering, Clay I found her She was sleeping”

She was trying to, but the night a bit of a pain in the ass There was no sleep for her

Gritting her teeth, she kept all the words she wanted to spew out at him to herself Noasn’t the time to complain, but she wanted to Oh, boy, did she want to