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BLAIR’S POV. I was washing my hands in the washroom when I heard a strange noise. I turned around, but there was no one else in the washroom, so I shook it off and made my way out of the bathroom. Just as I was coming out of the bathroom, I was attacked by a group of people. I couldn’t see their faces because I was instantly covered with a black bag. I struggled to get out of their embrace, but they were three times stronger than me and seemed to be larger. I struggled to fight with them, but when they placed me on their shoulders, the next thing I knew, I was in a moving car and being taken somewhere. Throughout the ride, my eyes were blindfolded, and I could not see a single thing. The men in the car rarely spoke, and when they did, it was in a foreign language I did not understand. T