(Anna’s P.O.V)Gulping hard, I took a step away only to gasp as my back hit a solid metal. Fuck fuck no! the lockers. How stupid was I to back myself into a corner with a lunatic in front of me?“Ken, what are you doing? I-I just needed to grab some cleaning supplies. We are closed for tonight, remember?” I stammered, terror choking up my windpipe. My eyes darted around the room, searching for an escape, but the only exit was blocked by his hulking form.A cruel smirk stretched across his face. “Need some help with cleaning, hm?” With that, he lunged for me.The screams that ripped through my lips were choked off with panic.“NO! Help! Someone, please!” My voice bounced off the metal lockers, unanswered. Tears welled in my eyes blurring my vision. Just like that time in the dungeon, I was trapped, a whale beached on dry land.As he continued to squeeze me, more tears spilled from my eyes. Maybe it was fear or shock but I found it hard to fight back, and protect myself. I could only fl
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