𝐑𝐎𝐓 𝐈𝐈

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𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐎𝐓 𝐈𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍. . . .

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2:19 𝐏𝐌

I stepped into the house or whatever Wally calls it...what was it again? Home if I am correct. Wally closed the door behind me and I heard a click

He locked it.

Why did he lock it?..

This neighborhood is as safe as can be...

There's no need to lock the door...

Leave

Leave

LEAVE.

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6:21 𝐏𝐌

"Neighbor...wake up.~"

A monotoned voice called out to me...Wally?...what am I doing here...was what I wanted to say instead I was gagged or shall I say restrained by the mouth with a cloth...I was tied to a pole in the basement by chains...well what seemed was a basement everything was so muffled...even his voice

My eyes widened and I started to snap out of my daze..everything was pieced together..the food...he drugged me

I struggled against my restraints I was tied to a pole by silver uncomfortable chains, I scowled at my captor glaring at him with anger in my eyes

"it seems you'd like to say something here..speak your mind doll."

He said pulling down the cloth from my mouth this was a whole new side of Wally one he must have hidden in the confinements of his house

"You Fucker!!! Let me go this instant"

I spat at him gritting my teeth, he only let out a monotone laugh

Ha Ha Ha Ha...

"You know what skip the formalities darling"

"this is your new home whether you like it or not.."

New home?...

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