I can barely draw breaths.
I don’t have any more strengths. Black dots keep blinding my vision, and blinking them away doesn’t help anymore.
I know I don’t have much left. I can feel it. And I do not want to leave Abby alone here. I need to do something. I don’t know when the f*****g rescue team will get their asses here, and I am afraid if they did and came, it would be too late. I have to make a move now. With all the strength left in me, I will help Abby escape. Her safety comes first.
“Abby,” With that decision craved in my head, I started plotting a plan. “Wake up, Abby.”
The poor girl didn’t argue to claim more eye shut. She doesn’t feel safe here. She barely sleeps, and if she did, she is never fully asleep. Thus, why I need to get her out of here no matter what it costs.
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