I fall in and out of consciousness. The van stops. I am pushed out.
I stumble to the ground.
A sickening thud of your body falling beside me lurches the contents of my stomach.
This blindfold is obscuring my view.
We are pushed, beaten, and threatened forward.
Up a hill. Through an opening. Onto a solid foundation.
I shiver from the sudden heat of an indoor building.
Seconds feel endless, and someone with a rough hand, removes the blindfold off my face.
The horrifying knowledge of our capturers means certain death.
I stare as Edward gasps.
I know these people.
Three men. One woman.
They are the ones who….
Choice A: Murdered Maggie by pushing her under a moving train.
Choice B: Murdered Kate in the alley with a pair of scissors.