Her legs moved, but she made no progress. They called out to her, told her if she came willingly they would be gentle, forgiving. It was lies, all of it. The air was too thick to breathe, and she was suffocating, drowning in the vile words that spewed from their mouths. Before she could escape an unforgiving hand latched onto her arm. Anna sat up in bed, her hair a tangled mess around her face and sweat coating her flesh. She gasped for air, and her heart slammed against her ribs. She felt as if she truly had been running for her life. A look around told her she was still in the room the mystery man put her in. She remembered eating the broth and feeling very tired. Before she knew it she had fallen asleep. Had he drugged her again, or was it simply the residual effects from the injection he had given her, and the whole situation? She had meant to leave the room, find out exactly where she was, but the fog of drowsiness had been too thick to ignore. She got out of the bed and moved to the bathroom, but stopped again at the window first.
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