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“Are you coming back?” she asked. He didn’t answer, turning to leave. She watched him, relieved, at least, that he was wearing a mask. That meant that they weren’t going to kill her. As long as she couldn’t identify them, she would be safe. “I won’t try and look at you,” she said as he reached up to turn the light off. He turned it back on. “What?” “I just meant—”She blinked from looking at the bulb. “I mean, I’m not stupid.” “Only wore it to scare you,” he said. She frowned. “I don’t—” Very slowly, he pulled the stocking mask off. “Maybe this’ll scare you more,” he said, and smiled. She stared at him, at his face, a surprisingly normal face, and her stomach both twisted and fell. His face. “I thought—” She gulped, her voice barely coming out. “Y-you aren’t going to let me go?” “No.” He smiled. “I’m not.”