Quinn's Quest

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Bethany Morris squeezed her eyes shut and desperately tried to pretend she was lying in her single bed in her tiny one-bedroom apartment. She missed her fluffy pillow and the thick chocolate brown comforter. The thin blanket covering her was rough and scratchy against her skin. She tried to conjure the familiar room, but no matter how hard she struggled she could no longer summon the energy to believe she’d ever see it again.

It had been two weeks since a plain white van had pulled up alongside her as she’d crossed the parking lot of her apartment building. The two men had been on her before she’d even had a chance to yell. Something had pricked her skin and she’d blacked out. When she’d come back to her senses, she’d found herself locked away in a cold room with concrete walls.

She’d been in a hurry that fateful day, not paying attention to her surroundings even though she knew better. Any large city was dangerous for a single woman alone. She’d been running late for work and was trying to catch the bus, her mind focused solely on that goal.

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