VALERIE I woke up with a throbbing headache that pulsed behind my eyes like a second heartbeat. My vision was blurry at first, the edges of everything swimming, and a deep dizziness made the room tilt even though I was lying still. Cold concrete bit into the side of my face and arms. The air smelled stale, damp, like an unused basement or an abandoned warehouse. I tried to move and a sharp ache shot through my shoulders. Memory returned in jagged pieces slowly, the party, the dance with Ethan, Dominic’s furious face, the sudden hands, the sweet chemical smell of the handkerchief. Panic hit me hard. I tried to sit up too fast and almost blacked out again.“Hey. Wake up.”A rough voice cut through the fog. I blinked hard until a man in a dark hoodie came into focus, crouched a few feet away. He looked ordinary, mid-thirties maybe, but the way he watched me made my skin crawl. I tried to scramble backward. My limbs felt heavy and uncooperative, like they belonged to someone else. I ma
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