4 Days After

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Something was weird, Gideon was looking at me with different eyes, and before I knew it, I was being carried.

He put me on the bed and dressed me, he also put some makeup on me so I looked less dead.

He shoved me in his car and started driving. I don't know where we were heading and obviously couldn't ask.

He stopped after an hour in the middle of nowhere and started carrying me again. We soon reached a little cabin and when he opened the door, I was shocked. If I wasn't already dead, what I saw would kill me.

I saw a bunch of other people there just like me and before I could process anything I was dropped there.

While Gideon was walking away, I heard him saying that he was happy so many people loved him. I didn't understand and I think I never will. 

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