Layla pov.
As Ashton and I were walking hand in hand, I heard a thump amd felt his hand slip from mine. As I saw him hit the ground, I felt cold hands on me pulling me away. I was filled with dread and I kicked and screamed trying to get someone, anyones attention but with no success. They started dragging me further and further into the woods. I kept screaming as loud as I could until I felt a sharp pain on the back of my head and then, nothing.
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