Trigger

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When the door opened slowly, she saw Kory, and fear flickered inside her. He had a pleasant smile on his face, but there was something ugly and predatory in his eyes. Every instinct she had screamed at her to run.

But where, how?

“Hello, Stormy,” he said politely. She shivered as he walked toward her.

“Hello,” she answered curtly. His smile got bigger.

“You know, this has all been a rather unfortunate situation, but I’m pleased to say it’s about to get better for you.”

“Oh?” she asked, not moving. She didn’t believe this for a second.

“Yes,” he said, coming closer. “You don’t have to die. There are many uses for a beautiful young voman like you.”

Oh, f**k.

“Get away from me,” she hissed. He shook his head, running his fingertips down her arm.

“Now, now,” he said. “Just be a good g