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enough for the helicopter to land in, surrounded by tall trees and the blackness
of the space underneath their branches.
"Hey!" she called out. She went to the pilot's door and banged on it with an
open palm.
In response the engines whined and the blades picked up speed, blasting her
with cool night wind. She backed away and held her hand in front of her eyes to
protect them as the helicopter lifted straight up, then disappeared, the sound
slowly fading away.
After a minute all she could hear was her own rapid breathing as she turned
slowly in a circle, searching for any sign of civilization, a road, a building,
anything. But there were only the trees.
"Hello?" she cried out. "Hello?"
Silence. Total, absolute silence, which truly frightened her. She'd grown up
on a farm fifty miles outside of Seattle and been out camping with her friends
several times. The girl knew there were always sounds in the forest. Birds.
Insects. Animals. Something was always making some kind of sound. But here there
was nothing, as if there was nothing

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living within miles other than the vegetation. It was unnatural.
The girl took a step back, then spun about, fearing someone sneaking up from
behind. The trees were huge. Old forest, hundreds, maybe thousands of years old,
that the environmentalists were always campaigning to save. She had no clue
where she was. They hadn't been in the air that long. Fifteen minutes?
"Hello?" she cried out, her voice cracking halfway through the word.
"Please."
The girl took several deep breaths, trying to calm herself, but succeeded only
in nearly hyperventilating. She went down to her knees, not caring that the
designer slacks she had marveled over not so long ago were getting stained by
the grass. She clasped her hands over her mouth, trying to bring her breathing
under control. After several minutes, somewhat back to normal, she got to her
feet and took a closer look at her surroundings, as much as she could see given
that the moon had not yet risen. She looked up at the small patch of night sky
above, then she looked down.
The ground sloped, presenting her with a choice. Go up or down? She looked at
the dark wall of forest that surrounded her. Or stay in the clearing until
daylight?
She started as she realized there was someone standing on the edge of the
clearing to her right. How long had he been there? she wondered as she took
several steps away from him. And why hadn't he answered her calls?
"Hello? Sir?"
She could make out little detail, but he appeared to be dressed all in black.
Pants, shirt, long, flowing coat. With dark hair and white skin. Very white skin
that almost seemed to shine, as if lit from within. She took another step away
from him.

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"Sir? Could you help me? Please?" Was this some sort of bizarre sex game? she
wondered. Was she supposed to do something? The man in the limousine hadn't told