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SIXTY
LAUREL’s POV
In the darkened room, I stand guard against the door with the stool in my hands.
But Marty does not come. No one comes.
One day passes, and then the next and by the third…at least I think it is the third, I am weakened from starvation and severe dehydration.
And just when I think I will die in this Goddess-forsaken room, a knock comes at the door.
“I’m coming in, darling.”
Whatever is left in my blood freezes. He is here. My hands grip the legs of the stool and with all my strength, I lift it above my head, ready to strike Marty when he enters.
There is a single click on the door and it swings open with a bang. Light from the hallway pours in, momentarily blinding me.
“Did you miss me?” his voice rings out and I run forward to smash the stool on his head, hoping to distract him enough for me to run. Surprisingly, Marty does not dodge. He must
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