He said nothing, because he'd been focusing on the idea that they might not want to hurt her. He'd seen the horrifying little girls with their unnatural eyes and large needles - he didn't want to think about the little girls they'd once been.
He didn't want to think of little Liddy as one of those. He couldn't, not now. "We'll find her."
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on 2013-05-23 04:39 am (UTC)He didn't want to think of little Liddy as one of those. He couldn't, not now. "We'll find her."