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Watching her acting so strangely and so out of character for her took me off guard. She looked anxious and scared, if not to call it bat s**t crazy. Something I never suspected her of. And that strange s**t she started saying that she would rather bleed to death than let me hand her over to THEM. Who the f**k are they? And what exactly is she running away from? She looked like she had no control over her shaking body or tears and seeing her like that did strange things to me too. I began worrying about her. Probably for the first time. I tried to calm her down, because talking with her when she's so shaken up was pointless. It was all just incoherent blabbering. I started wiping tears from her cheeks, but it did little to nothing. If anything, it made her lips tremble like she was