"I'm going to get out of here, Ivy, and I'm going to call the police—"

"No! Kendall, please don't leave me oh my god ohmygodplease—"

There's no time to argue with her. "I'm sorry," you say, creeping back from her stall. "Be brave. I'm getting you help, I promise. I promise."

Her sobs have crescendoed into screams, and the sound is like an ice pick of terror driven into the back of your mind. You turn away from Ivy and face the darkness of the barn, focusing on your goal.

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