"You're coming home with me, and you'd do that quietly. Am I understood?" He boomed, and she hesitantly nodded.
It wasn't like she had a choice.
"Use your words!" He ordered once again, and as Emily opened her mouth to speak, a wave of dizziness hit; her body suddenly felt heavy, and her head slumped to the front as she passed out.
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By the time she came to, she was on a bed and felt completely different. Her body felt strangely tired; better than she'd ever felt in a long while, but tired.
Emily's eyes glanced around the room, and she took in the pink-themed decorations and princess graphics; it had every feature a girl child would wish for in her dream room.
What was she doing in a child's room?
The only thing she found weird was the presence of two of the same beds.
Did the owner plan to sleep on two beds at once?
The thought itself caused a small laugh to burst from her mouth, but it quickly evolved into a fit of cough. Her throat felt scratchy.
Getting off the bed, she headed out of the room in search of a glass of water, and the moment she stepped into the hallway, a stunned gasp escaped her mouth.