The Institute

by Kayla Howarth

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  I’m woken by hands clasping over my mouth and grabbing at my legs. I try to scream but my voice is muffled. I’m sure Drew won’t be able to hear it from the other side of the house. Starting to feel lightheaded, I don’t know if it’s from attempting to scream or if the rag they have placed over my face isn’t letting enough air get through. The more I fight, the more lightheaded I get. I need Drew … I can’t believe I’m wanting Drew to come rescue me, I think as I pass out.