Only the white cloth of the gag was visible through it. “Mmmph nggg,” Leslie tried, lurching forward. Janelle’s legs turned to rubber. Her best friend, here in this horrible place, here in the nightmare her life had become. Leslie didn't deserve to be dragged into this. Why had she even left her that message? All she had done was put her life in danger. With a sickening twist of her insides, Janelle realized this might very well be her first kill. Gary’s grip tightened on her arm as her friend cried out again, lifting her head. Tears streaked her freckled cheeks. Her eyes had turned a dull red. She’d been crying for a while. No surprise or relief flickered in them when her gaze landed on her. Her best friend knew everything. What she was. What she could do. “Leslie,” Janelle breathed. She glared at Kevin. Rage rose up inside her like lava through a volcano. “Take that off of her!” Kevin jerked her arms further behind her back, smirking. “She wouldn’t shut up. What else was I supposed to do?
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