Part 3: Yep, Still Going

Under the floorboards, the girl had woken up. She was tied up, with duct tape over her mouth so she couldn't scream. Her head throbbed in pain, and her body ached whenever she tried to move. The last thing she remembers was glass hitting her head hard... she felt the dried blood on her head as well as the wet blood now dripping down her back. 'How long have I been here...?' The girl asks herself, but is unable to think of an answer before slipping back into the now refreshing darkness of unconsciousness.

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