After wondering around for a while Fynn and I found them in a bar. We walked in and tried to pretend we belong. My vote was that we get out as soon as possible, the dancing girls and ogling men made me very uncomfortable. Especially when they looked toward me. After a while we left following the men.  They didn’t leave town that night I couldn’t help but wonder why. When they finely stooped it was late we decided to sleep in an abandoned building across the street. Sometime in the middle of the night I woke up with a hand over my mouth and ropes tied around my hands. I started to struggle. A voice hissed in my ear “if you struggle we will kill the boy com quietly or he is dead.” I couldn’t  let them hurt Fynn. They grabbed me and started dragging me toward the door. I had to get a message to Fynn that I had not abandoned him. I grabbed the bracelet he had given me as a child and ripped it off scattering the beads and snapping the string. It is a good thing that the string was so brittle and worn. The men dragged me away. I stared at Fynn hoping that he would realize I hadn’t left him…8964 copyright protection1089ＰＥＮＡＮＡrNMsGOwH4I 維尼

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