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Chapter 18
Katrina's POV Where am I? I can't remember anything. The last thing I remember is going to sleep in Harris's arms. I don't know how I ended up in this cold, dusty room. I look around me and try to find a way to get out of here. I stand up even though my legs feel like jello and I wander around the room. The walls are a faded yellow color and I can see mold forming on some of them. The room is completely sealed off and the only way out is through the door, but I can hear someone's heartbeat outside of the door, so I don't think that's my best escape route. I look around the room hoping to find a window or a vent, but there's nothing. I stand up from the floor and look around. Why can't I remember anything? Where's Harris? I have so many questions, but my head feels so heavy. I hear the d
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