She pinned Elissa to the floor, her tears wetting Elissa’s shirt. She kept grabbing at her, ripping at her clothes, her fists pounding against Elissa’s arms. “Carrie Anne! Stop!” a familiar voice yelled. Within seconds Ryan yanked the girl off of her, pulling her back and away. He wrapped his arm around her neck and, for the first time, Elissa noticed that a handkerchief was tied around her jaw, gagging her. The girl kept pointing at something behind Elissa. She turned, noticing a pink sweatshirt on the bed. penn state was printed across it. A cold rush came over her. She couldn’t identify what it was exactly, but everything in her body was screaming for her to run. “Get out,” Ryan yelled. He held the girl tightly to his chest. “Go back upstairs, please. I got this.” She started toward the door, and the girl thrashed wildly, kicking and punching Ryan as best she could. He pulled a little syringe from his back pocket and stuck it into her arm, and within seconds she went still.
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