chapter twelve ⋆ run, rabbit, run!

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━━ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄!❪ run, rabbit, run! ❫

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━━ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄!
❪ run, rabbit, run! ❫

( warning: specific descriptions of acid injuries; please be careful

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( warning: specific descriptions of acid injuries; please be careful. you have been warned )

⋆        𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗧𝗘𝗘𝗡𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗥𝗦 𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗘 all separated ━ the teenagers taken by the Gravedigger's phantoms struggling to escape their restraints

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⋆        𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗧𝗘𝗘𝗡𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗥𝗦 𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗘 all separated ━ the teenagers taken by the Gravedigger's phantoms struggling to escape their restraints. The cold breeze rushed against the teenagers' skins. Shackles were wrapped around the victims' wrists, and the blindfold covered their eyes, taking their sight away. They had no idea where they were, feeling dragged to a new area where everyone knew they would suffer.

William was silenced; he couldn't find his voice to protest; even if he tried to, he would be threatened with the sharpened side of the knife against his throat. He turned his head to find that Abby was knocked to the ground, but no Sedona was in sight. William turned to face the phantom that restrained him, but when he turned around, no one was around. Instead of dwelling around, he rushed over━attempting to limp as little as possible.

"I tried to stop them, but they were..." Abby said, her voice becoming silent. William nodded and helped her to her feet. He heard a muffled soft sob, and William noticed Vanya was on the ground.

William went over to help her up, trying to heave up both the sadness of Vanya and her body. He knew they had tried to stop the phantoms, but there was no hope. Hell, he didn't even try to stop them. William shook his head as he attempted to focus again. Abby helped Vanya lift her on the other side, and William now could see the fresh cut on Abby's arm. William quickly grabbed his tie and wrapped it around the cut, trying to stop the constant flow. Abby quietly thanked him, her voice not strong enough to seek a voice. Vanya wasn't brave enough to speak, and William understood.

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