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I know something important begins with an “L,” but I can’t remember what. Taking a look at the rest
of the word, I realize the passcode - Lumet! The leftover letters spell Thea, a womans’ name.
Excitedly, I step back onto the create and punch in L U M E T. There is a much louder beep
this time, and the top of the crate drops into a trapdoor, and I’m pitched into a dark hallway. I
groan. This is the second time today I’ve been thrown onto the ground. There is a door at the end of
the hallway, beckoning me to open it. Even though I know I shouldn’t, I can’t resist the temptation
and push open the door, waiting for someone or something to reveal themselves.
Suddenly, a freezing cold hand grabs me and pulls me into a pitch black room, closing the
door behind me. At the same time, someone stuffs a handkerchief into my mouth and jumps back
as I try to bite them. Screaming through the gag, kicking at thin air, and grabbing for whatever I can
find, I flail around in a room where I can see nothing, before the lights blaze on with a flash. I barely
manage to spot an older woman’s stern face and silver-grey hair before something hits my head,
the colors all blur into one enormous spinning spiral, and the world blacks out before my eyes.
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31 Across the River
Anna Duffy, Class of 2026