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“Help me!” I scream at the top of my lungs, but I end up slamming my entire body into the door. “Grim!!” The cold breeze slicing across my face, and I stumble to the ground and cry out. “Grim where are you!?” I sob, turning myself in a circle, down on my knees in search of the one who can save me. The gravel biting into the sensitive skin on my palm, my sobs ringing out as people jump away from the door. “Grim!” My lungs burning from the only word I can say. “YOU BITCH!!” Her voice bellows from the depths of the maze. I turn to face the door and watch as she limps to the opening, yanking the ...more
Desperate Run
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