Just like any other day, she woke staring up at the cracked ceiling in her small apartment. After pulling on some of her less dirty clothing she grabbed her glasses, pulled the hood of her jacket up and began the long walk to school.
It should have been like any other day. But as she was walking down one of the alleys on her rout to school a man stopped her...
Abandoning her jacket to get out of his clutches, she ran in terror down another alley. It was a dead end.
Determined not to give in she ran back, preparing to body slam him. But she was only able to take a step before the ground beneath her tilted.
Crying out in surprise, tumbling forward she felt her limbs scraped and battered when suddenly the ground was back.
Gasping for breath she pushed herself up and realised she'd landed on something. Her pursuer still fresh in her mind she wrapped the whip around herself and picked up the bow.
Then finally taking a good look around she sat there dumbfounded.
Where the hell was she?!
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