Chapter 21

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Grace's POV

Grace was fed up with planes. It was no use getting on a flight every two days. So she took a train. The moment the train started to move. She regretted her decision. She got off, and ran, but never stopped running. She ended up at an abandoned coffee shop. She caught her breath, and walked in.

She looked around, she saw pieces of art, and broken mugs. Grace looked forward, she saw a small hole that she could fit into. She walked over and squeezed herself into the hole. Inside the hole wasn't giving enough light, so she pulled out her phone and turned on the flashlight. She gasped, but the only thing she saw was a limp girl, with blood gushing from her chest.

The last thing she saw was a cloth being covered over her face.

(that took a unexpected turn)

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