R O S A L I E
His voice was a low growl, a scary sound that sent a shiver of fear down my spine.
"You're coming with me," He said, grabbing me by the arm and yanking me to my feet.
"No!" I said, trying to pull away. But he was too strong. His grip was like iron, crushing my bones.
"I wasn't asking," He said, dragging me through the chaos. People were running in every direction, their faces contorted in terror. But no one seemed to notice me. No one seemed to care.
He dragged me out of the hospital, his strong grip piercing into my skin. A black van was parked at the curb, the back doors wide open.
He shoved me inside, the force of the push sending me sprawling onto the floor. I landed hard, my head bouncing off the metal floor. The doors slammed shut, plunging me into darkness.
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