The fear

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"Just stay quiet. I think it's blind. But get ready to run" I heard someone whisper.
Where am I? What happened? The last thing I remember was going to the beach with my friends for spring break and some kind of party. I can't see because of the fabric over my eyes. I'm also tied and have some sort of blanket on me.
    Something makes my hair stand on end. Then I hear it; the terrible anger washed over me, loud and terrifying. That was when I meet the Opledigger.

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