Chapter 3

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I tried to follow the roads we traveled in my mind, but since there were no windows in the back, I got lost really fast. I had no idea where he was taking me. I decided to try to get information from him. "So...... Mr....?"  "Jason, just call me Jason," he said. "So," I began again, " Jason.......... Where are you taking me?" He laughed and said, "Now if I told you it wouldn't be a surprise, now would it?" I didn't say anymore, just watched him as he pulled out a cigaret and, without lighting it, put it between his teeth. He looked young. Maybe 20ish. He was hot. Like really hot. I tried not to stare at him, but he caught my eye in the rear view mirror and said, "You can stare all you want, honey." He winked and I rolled my eyes. The car abruptly stopped and he opened the door. "Get out." I tried to stand up, but my legs collapsed, and I would've fallen if he hadn't reached out his hand to steady me. He didn't let go of my hand as he led me down a long sidewalk to a huge, and I mean HUGE mansion. It takes everything I have not to break down crying. I'm terrified.

^^^^{not extremely huge maybe but it looked big to her}^^^^

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^^^^{not extremely huge maybe but it looked big to her}^^^^

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