Chapter 6 Part 4

"You, girl. You make things, right? Can you make something for me?"

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"Never in a million years!" Clari spat at the man in front of us.

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"That's too bad. Victoria, the boy. Don't get distracted."

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"Yes, sir!" Victoria turned her attention back to me, watching me closely to make sure I wasn't doing anything funky.

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"You sure do like knocking us unconscious, don't you?" I asked. It was a genuine concern. They'd been using the same method over and over and over. It was starting to get predictable.

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"Quiet, boy!" the man yelled at us. He was the one who I'd seen Sean protecting like a bodyguard the first time they'd taken me away.

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Victoria pulled out what looked like a roll of scotch tape.

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I rolled my eyes. "Come on, you know that doesn't actually work, right?"

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"This isn't regular tape," she said. She tore a strip of the substance off, then placed it on my mouth.

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It wasn't regular tape. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't speak.

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"Now," the man continued. "I'd like you to make something for me. You've made one similar to it once before…"