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<blockquote> I was getting back home. I was out with my friends that night. My friend lives close to the bar we were at, so I had to go home alone. On my way home, someone in disguise suddenly stopped me and another two dragged me a couple of blocks further. They also put a tape on my mouth and a blindfold on my eyes. After some time we stopped somewhere and got in a room. They tied up my hands and legs so hard that after a half an hour I didn't fell my hands. After an hour I felt like I'm gonna pass out. Even though I didn't see anything I think someone was watching on me all the time. Later, someone came and took off the blindfold and the tape on my mouth. There were three of them, all in disguise. They wanted me to drink some liquid but I refused it. But they didn't give up so they forced me to do it. I was weak and helpless. The liquid was horrible. After that, they untied me and dragged back where they first found me. I couldn't move and nobody was there. I passed out. Next thing I remember is waking up at hospital. </blockquote>
I couldn't believe that someone would do such thing. I was shocked, and I still got something on my mind, so I asked:
„She"She died after police asked her all about it?"
„Yes"Yes, she was okokay then, but after an hour she died. The doctors couldn't find a reason, so they sent her body on autopsy."
„Oh,"Oh my..." that thing reminded me of April. Her body was on autopsy as well. Another ''wave'' of fear went through me which remembered me of Vanessa and the thing that I might saw her yesterday.
„So"So, do you know who did it?" I asked with trembling voice.
„Unfortunately"Unfortunately, no, we, don't. There's no evidences but autopsy might tell us more."
„That"That's impossible... Why would someone do it?"
„We"We don't know. We're all both sad and scared."
I was so mixed up. I decided to go home to think abouitabout it it all. On my way home I saw Vanessa again. It was just for a few seconds, so I kept thinking that it was all my imagination.
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