Clementine stared at the white butterfly thoughtfully. It looked so peaceful, which contrasted with the insane situation she was currently in. She reached forward and tried to touch the tiny bug, only for it to fly off swiftly, much to the young girl’s disappointment.
“You about done over there?” Called Troy, one of her abductors.
“Yeah, one second!” Called Sarah, who had just come out of the woods, zipping up her jeans. She turned to Clementine. “Thanks for coming with
