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Eighty five: Dragged From The Dark

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last update วันที่เผยแพร่: 2026-01-21 16:43:33

POV: Abigail

“Ah—!”

The sound rips out of me as someone grabs me from behind and my voice shakes as I’m being pulled backward.

My shoes scrape against the gravel and my heart jumps hard in my chest.

I kick my legs, but the hand around my waist tightens while another hand covers my mouth.

I try to scream again, but all that comes out is a muffled, and shaky sound.

My back hits something solid and I feel crates behind me, blocking any chance of me escaping.

I twist and try to yank myself free, bu
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