Cho ripped at her eyes, trying to remove the blindfold that had turned her world black. She flung her scrawny arms out in frustration, hoping to whack her attacker. Not that a ten an old girl could do much damage to a middle aged man. Her attacker pursed his lips tightly, barely breathing. Honestly, he didn’t want to do this…he had a daughter himself, the same age as the girl he was holding in his arms, which proved difficult as she began to thrash violently, her screams slicing the cool silence of night.
Fireflies swayed lazily in the night air, blinking and glowing against a starless...
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