Arron's POV:

The racket made by the kids seemed to stimulate the kidnappers even more. Sally herself almost doubled over in laughter when she saw me crying. She pinched my cheek and said, "So, you know whatfearis, after all. I thought you were brave, hmm?" I let myself tremble, and then let out a couple of sobs.

Sally peered at me with interest, as if she had found a rare toy. "Go on, call me 'Mommy' again."

I swallowed my indignation and shouted the word. I felt guilty toward my real Mommy, but there was no other way. If I continued to rebel, these evil people might hurt me.

Sally chortled again before telling me to cry louder.

So I did. I would have liked to think that I was simply acting, but I couldn't deny that some of my fears and sorrows were genuine.

I missed Mommy. I wanted to see her soon.

If I died here, Mommy would be devastated.

I needed to survive, no matter what. I still need to grow into a reliable adult who would protect Mommy and Beryl!

suggested that they went for some drinks and snacks before coming back and dealing

go ahead. I'll stay here and make sure that no one else tries to run

one is going to

one in the red mask scoffed. "We have a lot of work to do tonight. We might not get a chance to eat later." S~ᴇaʀᴄh

walked away from me and followed the other two over to a table in the far side of

tableware, and the subtle smell of food and wine broke through the stench of

them had wetted their pants a while ago, while others

tent. The flap was wide open, and it

the

work

my legs could carry me. Unfortunately, the

see what was happening. I couldn't risk breaking my pace and giving them@chance to catch up to me. I knew they

he so fast? I'll torture the fucker once

just needed to get to somewhere crowded, and maybe I could ask

and I found myself in a courtyard filled with weeds. The gates were just

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