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I hu

I do that sometimes

Hum

I like sounds

“ Hello, Selene,” a deep male voice says from the fence of the rabbit fields

I stop hu

“ Do you remember me?” the man asks

“You’re Luthor,” I say

Luthor nods “I told you before, call me Luthe All my friends do ”

ButI don’t think he is a friend

The fence around the rabbit field is nothing but chicken wire He crumples it and shoves it away as easily as if it were made of paper

“ Selene,” he says I like sounds, but I don’t like the way my name snarls around his lips

“You were always irl,” he says softly The rabbits scurry out of his way as he walks slowly toward me

Runrunrunrunrunrunrunrunrun My mind screams at me, but my body doesn’t move

Everything is dull aroundto spark life intois slow and steady I can hear my heartbeat in my ears, a dull, nor of the rabbit’s heartbeat when I hold it down But I feel like a rabbit, one selected for slaughter