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Bailey was walking back in the darkness. Alone. As usual, cars that were leaving the game were passing by, but for some reason, she got the chills as each one came and went. Bailey sighed to herself, gripping the strap of her bag over her shoulder tighter. She turned to look at another car that was supposed to keep going, but stopped instead. She ignored the honking vehicle and mob of guys hollering to her, keeping to herself and picking up her pace. She only stopped when one of them got out and grabbed her arm, offering to give her an especially unwanted ride. When Bailey denied him, he gripped her arm tighter and began dragging her towards the car and other guys.
"I said no!" Bailey called out, heart racing, but to no prevail.
"I said no!" Bailey called out, heart racing, but to no prevail.