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It won’t, but I’m already at rock bottom. I have nothing left to lose except my freedom.

The freedom Beast fought so hard to grant me.

I can’t go down without a fight.

So I kick and scream as loud and as hard as I can, just as he would’ve done if he was still here.

Somehow, someway, I manage to knee him in the balls.

He groans in pain and releases me as he bends over to heave.

I run out of the alley and into the streets, shoving one of the guards aside when he tries to tackle me. I run back inside the clinic, gazing around at the employees, begging them with my eyes to help.

“Hide me,” I say, but the woman at the front desk just looks at me like she’s seen a ghost.

For a moment, I stare.

Then I run into the hallway to the right with guards on my tail. I go up a flight of stairs and another one, higher and higher, until there are no more stairs. I enter a thick, metal door, and behind it is a long hallway with only one door.

When I look over my shoulder, I can already see them running up the stairs.

No more time. Go.

I run into the only room there and gasp in shock at the sight of all the blood on the bed.

“Wha …”

“Wait! You’re not supposed to go in there!” Employees yell behind me.

I quickly slam the door shut and lock it before they get inside.

Someone smashes their fists on the door, and I back away. “It’s not sanitized yet! Get out of there!”

I take a few more steps back and look around for a weapon. I don’t want to use it against these employees, but if they won’t help me … if I have to … I will.

I grab the nearest IV pole and rid it of all the bags, then hold it out in front of me, prepared to fight like hell. Just like I told him and like he showed me.

Fight, Aurora. Fight!

“C’mon, girl, get ou—Hey! Don’t push me!” a lady yelps.

More punches on the door ensue. Much louder too.

“Aurora!” My eyes widen. It’s the guard. “I know you’re in there. Come out. There’s nowhere to run.”

I turn around and look for another exit, but there is none. Only a window.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

What am I going to do?

I step farther back and look out the window. It’s way too high to jump out of, and I don’t see anything to help me get down.

Are you insane? You’ll never make it down alive.

Oh God, what do I do?

More punching on the door makes sweat roll down my back.

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