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Eve ran as fast as she could.

Johnson's.

That's the only destination she could thought of. And the closest place for searching help. Even she doubted that those drunken guys and girls don't gave a shit about what was going on with her.

It's worth to try. No harm.

"Hey girl!" She heard that psycho yelling at her non-stop as she turned around the corner. Adrenaline rushed over her as she saw the lights coming from Blake's house.

Run. Fast. He is right behind you.

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