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You mustered up what little courage and bravery you had left in your body. You asked her, "What do you mean?”

Mother slowly walked towards you; she seemed to be getting smaller as she walked. Her bones contorted at odd angles as she sniffled. "I'm sorry, I was just kidding. She shrugged, her shoulder blades rising higher than her head. "My son is the sweetest boy."

Stolen story; please report.

You were suddenly dragged back into the room with incredible force and speed. The door slammed shut before your eyes.

"I'm so glad I heard you," Lone man panted. "I thought I was dreaming when I heard your voice. I'm so glad... I was just in time."

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