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Chapter 9
Macey The shadows flutter about as the fire's flames crackle against the wood. I curl my body further into itself, attempting to get the chill and icy coldness seeping through my clothing to vanish. "Do you think they wish to rescue us from master?" Cassie asks aloud. "I'm not sure Cassie. None of this is making any sense." Amelia states, consoling her atop the large queen sized bed. After leading us to three large unmarked white vans. The men drove all the girls here to this small motel. They brought us food and water, checked over any injuries we had and documented everything. After that, we were separated. Cassie, Amelia and myself the only ones in this room. Atop this large queen bed. I have not seen the man that called himself Michael since coming inside. I don't know what to make
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