Preface

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A deep, murky silence pervades the hallway. I can hear my heartbeat, I know he's here somewhere. I tiptoe past the open door, holding my breath as the floor creaks. I squeeze my eyes shut, willing myself to disappear. 

Suddenly, a large hand wraps around my mouth from behind, yanking me against his body. 

"Don't even think about opening your fucking mouth," his breath is hot against my ear. 

I try to scream, but my voice suddenly fades away, overtaken by the banging of my pulse and the churning in my stomach. 

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