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even when I kicked him where it counted.
    I looked around for Dustin, wondering if he was in the same predicament.  He stood a few yards away, arguing with a suited man.  The man’s face was grim.  Even in the dim light of dusk, I could see the angry scar on the side of his face.  It made him look even scarier.  This guy was obviously much bigger than my friend, but Dustin appeared to have the power.
    I heard the burly man say, “Yes, sir.  I’ll tell him.  Please calm down.  Your father wished to make the move tonight.  Take it up with him.  These are just my orders.”
    They turned toward me.  When our eyes met, my so-called friend turned away.  The scary guy gave a short nod to the guy holding me.  His hold on me immediately loosened.  But it wasn’t enough for me to get away.
    About a second later, I felt a sharp stinging on my arm.  I cried out in pain and surprise.  My eyesight became really blurry.  I felt like I was sinking underwater.  My legs turned to jelly, and my head suddenly became too heavy for me to hold up.  In a matter of seconds, my feet slipped out from under me.  Everything began to spin.  Sounds became very far away and distant.  I was drowning.  Breathing turned into a laborious task.  I gasped for air, desperate to breathe.  Something pressed against my chest and wouldn’t get off.  I was hot and cold at the same time.  Spots appeared in front of my eyes.  I thought I heard the distant sound of a school bus.  I wouldn’t be home to get the kids off the bus.  Mom was going to kill me.  
    The last thing I remember before passing out was the strong grip on my arms, which strangely comforted me.  At least it let me know that I wasn’t really falling.  I saw red.  Then black.  After that, POW!  I was out like a light.

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    I was running through the forest, trying to get away from whoever was following me.  It was pitch black except for the moonlight.  Shadows surrounded me, lurking behind every shrub.  Trees reached out to pull me into a bone-crushing hug with their ragged branches.  The howls of coyotes and other ravenous animals were carried to my ears by the wind.
    Besides that, it was silent.  Eerily silent.  Somehow I knew finding Dustin would be the only way out of here.  I frantically searched for some kind of opening.  Thorns scratched at my face and legs.  My knees stung from scrapes and bruises.  Every bone in my body ached.
    I heard what sounded like the roar of a motor.  I ran toward it, tripping along.  The roar stopped, leaving the forest quiet again.  First I shook with anger.  Then I fell to the ground, not bothering to get up.  I would be stuck in here forever.
    Something clamped around my waist, forcing me up.  It pulled and pulled, dragging me into the depths of the forest.  I fought it in vain.  The thing was on a mission.  So I let it drag me, too weak to fight anymore.
    I woke up with a start.  Within seconds, I remembered everything.  Groggily rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, I searched for my glasses.  They were on the nightstand next to me.
    Once I had slipped them on, I glanced around.  I was in a bedroom, but it was far from the hostile environment I’d expected.  The walls were a lovely teal color and decorated with landscape paintings.  On the wall beside me was an open window.  The bright sun warmed my face.  I got up and wobbled toward it, feeling light-headed.  I reached out the window.  My fingers were stopped by what felt like bars, but I couldn’t see anything but the snowy landscape beyond.  Slowly, I reached out to touch the window again.  Yep.  They were there.  How could that be?  They would have to have been invisible.
    Shaken, I plopped back down on my bed.  This was all Dustin’s fault.  It was my fault too.  I had been dumb enough to trust him.  To think he was my friend.  To let him climb through my window.  And finally, the icing on the cake, to very stupidly allow him