Faces of the past

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Rain Oh, Goddess, my head! I reach up to clutch my temples but realize my hands are bound together in rope. I look down and note my ankles are bound the same way. What the fuc.k? I groan while sitting up. I look around with narrow, confused eyes. How did I end up in the forest? I don’t remember anything after I dropped Mark off at school. Mark! I don’t know how long I’ve been out here, and I have to pick my baby up from Nursey! He will be so scared if I don’t turn up! I try yanking on the rope around my wrists, but they’re tied too tightly; I can’t get them off. Fuc.k! “You’ll hurt yourself if you keep doing that.” My gut drops to my feet as I look at the person sitting on a fallen tree, smirking at me. I remember now. I was walking through town and was supposed to meet with Dermot.

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