GiaI gagged, spitting out the clumps of dirt that somehow made its way past my lips into my mouth.I winced.My head throbbed like someone had slammed a sledgehammer on my head, "Blasted Hell," I cursed. My mouth tasted bitter, like chemicals brewed by a nasty witch. I better get up, I thought, but when I tried to move, my wrists scraped against rough rope.That's when I realised something I hadn't noticed before. Tied up. I was tied up.Like a switch, it clicked.Memory came rushing back—the office, the voices, Alan and Bryce talking about my blood, about a ritual, about using me.About Levi dying.Panic rose in my throat. My breath came out in quick pants. 'Hold steady, Gia,' I tried to calm myself down, but my body had another mind of its own and refused to take orders from me. I pulled at the ropes, but they held tight. Scrapping against my wrist till they burned red and raw. Whoever tied them knew what they were doing.Where am I? Since removing it proved futile. I tried to sc
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