Serum

-Fifty-Seven-

“God damn it, don’t shove!” I thought it was Frankie’s English friend who had a hold of me. They still hadn’t removed the bag from my head. The van ride was full of twists and turns and seemed to last forever. It was long enough for my tears to stop and my anger to return, anyway. The latest insult was a walk through a cool, dark hallway that echoed loudly. The only reason I knew it was dark was because the black bag got even darker.

“Ah shut your trap.” Mr English remarked lazily, his voice as well as the sound of all our footsteps echoing back to us.

“Are we underground? I feel like my ears should pop.” I cracked my jaw a couple of times for effect, though I realized belatedly that no one could see it.

“Man she’s good.” Chris whispered. There was a thud and Chris yelped.

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