Chapter 24
As badass as all of that might have been, and as amazing as it was… that was the only outfit I had. So here I am; naked, cold, and captive in this basement. Who knows how long I’ve down here…. More than two weeks at this point if I could guess. Who knows what’s going on on the outside world. Cops are still probably looking for me. My mom has either put out a missing person, or just disowned me altogether at this point. My spiraling thoughts are interrupted by the sound of the front door opening. It is one of the only things I can hear clearly through the floor considering the door itself is probably close to 50 pounds and is frankly just loud as hell. I listen closely to hear her return but what I do hear instead fills me with anxiety… A loud ripping engine turns from a low hum, to a
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