To mark the twelve days of Christmas, he gives me a gift every day, each more horrible than the last . . .
I am missing. Held captive by a blue-eyed stranger.
The twelfth day is getting closer.
After that, there will be no more Christmas cheer for me.
No mince pies, no carols.
No way out . . .
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I am missing. Held captive by a blue-eyed stranger.
The twelfth day is getting closer.
After that, there will be no more Christmas cheer for me.
No mince pies, no carols.
No way out . . .
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