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*ON HOLD* What do you do when you get kidnapped at knifepoint? What do you do when your kidnapper tells you everything you thought was real is a lie? What do you do when you're confronted with a different world, different friends and a different family? Put it all down to a psychotic episode? You wouldn't be alone. ***** 'It's okay, Araiya, calm down, you're okay. Your brothers sent me. I would never harm you -you're safe now,' he whispers, so softly I can barely hear him, and I'm sure I must have misheard him because I'm pretty sure I just told him my name is Lauren, and I don't have any brothers. 'I'm going to get you out of here, I promise. You'll be home soon, don't worry,' he continues, and his thumb has started...stroking my wrist? What the hell?! 'Don't say anything; I need to keep using you as a cover,' he says quietly, and I decide I must have gone crazy from stress, because this doesn't make any sense at all. 'I'm sorry, this will all be over soon, I promise,' he breathes, and then he's moving away from my ear, and adjusting his grip on my wrists so it's less crushing, although still too firm for me to break free easily. Although he did just say he'd never harm me...and he's 'getting me out of here'? Why? And why did he call me Araiya? Who the hell does he think I am?
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