He leaned toward me, and I screamed.
His rough hand clamped over my mouth, muffling my only possible weapon.
He held a gun to my neck and let go of my mouth.
"Make a sound. I dare you. Understand?" His smooth voice was what had captivated me in the first place. Now, I loathed it more than anything.
I nodded, showing that no, I didn't want to die. Not today.
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