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My face leans down on my neck and my dirty feet greet my sight. I lull into a daze, everything turns blurry as I am stuck in the realm between reality and asleep. I can hear myself say something I didn't try to say.

She has total control, now.

"Do you know how little red riding hood ends?", she asks him and he guffaws at the question.

"Of course I know that", he defends putting his hands on hips.

My head suddenly shifts into a straight position so that I am looking him in the eye again. I can feel my lips curl up.

"No, I don't think you know. Do you want me to tell you? she asks. He frantically nods as a response.

She pulls on the rope and it tears it in one try. The ropes bounding my feet are also ripping into pieces. There's still a smile on my face.

I let go of the strings of reality as I finally enter my sleep state. The last thing I hear is her answer.

"They cut him open"
© Nadira Hassan,
книга «The Kill List».
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