| Well, here I am |
[Jul. 26th, 2007|11:51 pm] |
There'd been bundle of papers addressed to her by name that'd been lying on the counter next to where she'd woken up in the store and it seemed as if this... candle shop?... had been set up for her. They were clenched in her hands as Lyn reached one last time with her mind for any trace of her family.
Nothing. Nada. Zip.
She couldn't even figure out what had happened. She'd been shopping at the market to get a few things the house needed, she remembered a flash, like a mirror catching sunlight and...
Well she was someplace else. Someplace that seemed to know that she was coming.
Lyn felt more than a bit of panic well up, combined with a healthy dose of lost! She'd had more than a few lectures growing up on what to do (and not to do) if she was ever taken. She needed to make the best of this situation, it didn't seem like she was in danger.
Survive, stay healthy, and wait.
They'd find her.
They'd promised that. |
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