Serpentine Tattoo
looked toward the door in terror. Before they reached me, the leader pointed his shlight at me. The
sudden brightness blinded me, and I couldn’t see their faces. I didn’t recognize their voices either.
One whispered, “What a waste of a pretty woman.”
“Shut up!” A stern voice silenced them. “Get her out of here.”
I was startled and saw a figure approaching me. I tried to speak, but my words came out as muffled
grunts. The man picked me up, and I struggled to free myself, but he kicked me. “Stop moving!”
I looked toward the others standing in the distance. The leader was tall and muscr. They wore ski
masks, so I couldn’t see features besides their eyes.
I continued to squirm, and the man suddenly dropped me; I continued to make muffled cries and looked
at them pleadingly. The man looked at me and then crouched to touch my face.
“Boss, are we going to kill her? That’s a shame. Oh, you should have some fun with her first, then we
can.
“Shut the hell up! Quit your nonsense and get moving!” the man snapped back, his eyes full of anger.
When he yanked me up a momentter, I noticed a serpentine tattoo on his wrist. I felt a wave of
despair,
thinking they were nning to kill me.
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The man was burly, and he carried me outside like effortlessly. The surroundings were overgrown with
weeds. The dense underbrush scratched my face as he walked with me in tow.
I felt hopeless, not knowing where they were taking me. I wondered if I would ever see Ava again. I
needed to know who wanted me dead and why.
Suddenly, a light shone from a distance, and I heard a famir roar, “Put her down!”
I screamed as loud as possible, “Help me, As!”
My cry sounded horrifying, but the instinct to survive gave me strength. Tears rolled down my cheeks
as I yelled.
The man carrying me ran and shouted, “Scatter!”
I continued screaming as I saw the light getting closer. The tall grass scratched my face as the man
ran, Suddenly, he tossed me onto his shoulder and sprinted into the thicker grass.
Gunshots echoed around us. I yelped in fear, not knowing who fired those shots. A momentter,
another