AMBER My fingers stroked the ground beneath them, clawing at the damp gravel. I inhaled, or at least, I tried to, but something was stuffed in my mouth, making me gag. What the hell?I tried to move, but pain shot through my head and back, forcing me to stay still.I wiggled my toes, relieved when I felt them rubbing against the dirt. I’m barefoot. It was dark, and I raised my arm, only to hear a clink of chain preventing me from reaching in front of me. I panicked, tugging both arms at the same time, dread filling my stomach when my movements s
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