Spoils of Victory
When you get caught, you pay the price
The icy fingers of fear gripped her throat as she jumped to her feet. Her heart pumped faster, spurring her feet to move as she ran. Her stomach swirled as she sought an escape, knowing she may not make it to safety.
As she neared the exit, a hand grabbed her, pulling her down. The air was knocked from her lungs as she hit the ground. She strained to bre…
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