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She flashed back to a time when everything was so simple. In the front yard of her childhood home, freshly cut grass filled her nostrils and a giggle erupted from her throat as she was being chased around by her friends.
But then the screams of agony ripped her from those thoughts. Yanking her awake, Abigail Jenkins found herself not in her adopted parents home, but on the ground of what seemed to be a bathroom.
She could feel smoke and dust filling her lungs, a violent cough erupted from her throat and she began to look around.
The woman’s bathroom didn’t seem to get much damage, Abigail began to lift herself off the tiled floor but she then fell. Her head, it was banged up pretty badly. Causing her limited ability to get up.
Running a hand through her hair it was made evident that she was bleeding. She must have hit the tile hard when she blacked out. But she didn’t know what happened. Quickly Abigail remembered a loud thud and screams coming from all around her.
Then she remembered that she was with Gillian when everything happened. Where was Gillian? Abigail began to panic as she looked around. There was no sign of anybody. The whole room was empty.
