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Every Part of You

a serial by Cynthia Piramalli

What if you were mistaken for someone else, who was about to be killed. What would you do?

Serena Edwards jolted upright in bed - Serena Edwards jolted upright in bed. She grabbed at her head, feeling for long hair that wasn't there anymore. She panicked momentarily, not remembering she'd cut it off herself - not him.

Jessica - It had been dark, but not that late. Serena had just gotten home from a long day at work. She hadn't closed her garage door as soon as she got home because the phone had been ringing, so she went outside when she'd finished her call to close it. That one indifferent act had changed her life forever.

But I need you. - His voice had been dazed, like his eyes that she could still see in her mind. He was dreaming, about Jessica. Serena was even more terrified. Why was she here then? She had tried to ask him more, to reason with him, but there as no answer again that day - or in days to follow. He never listened again, and Serena returned to her yelling and hysterical crying.

DIG! - A concentration of foul odour gushed out from the second cool room in a shrill of freezing air. She peered into the darkness, groping at the side of the doorframe for a light switch to illuminate a sight she knew she did not want to see.

until the dawn came - Serena heard her captor scrambling behind her in their chase through the thick bush, but did not dare look back. She took a sharp turn to the right and turned again, ending up behind him and running back where she come from before he had the chance to realise and double back. She had gained on him now, and knowing that refueled her energy.