Shit.

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POV of Jay

I hear someone talking about safety and taken care of things.

I walk to that isle to see a large man looking at me.

I look at the sign and see it's the snack section. JUST MY LUCK!

I go past him and never look to him.

I grab some of my favorite snacks, fruit pops, they pop in your mouth when you bite like gushers but better.

I walk past him quickly and walk to the cashier.

I let out a sigh as I feel more eyes on me witchcraft makes me terrified.

I buy my stuff and book it out of there. God I need to calm down.

I sit at my bike for sometime resting my head and then looking up to see the same man right next to me...

He pulls something out of his pocket and puts it over my mouth. He grabs me like a psycho and everything faded to black.

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