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Go on till you come to the end: then stop.

It had not been a good week for Darcy B. Lewis.

There was the busted shoelace on Monday, then the dry cleaners wrecked her favorite sweater on Tuesday,

her local bakery discontinued the little mint-avocado tartlets that were her favorites come Wednesday, Thursday her mother called, and on Friday she was kidnapped.  Again.

, she thought to herself.  They’d injected her with something that had given her chills, sweats, blurred vision, and intermittent nausea.

It felt like the worst flu bug ever, but - knowing her luck and the week she’d just had - it would probably turn out to be something far, far

.  Like the beginning of a zombie virus, or something.

She lay on the floor of her cell, too weak to drag herself to the

-comfy looking cot (note the sarcasm) they had stuck in one corner.  She wasn’t sure how much time had passed, probably more than a day but less than a week.

She kept losing time, or maybe her captors were just screwing with her.

It seemed like every time she woke up she was wearing a different hospital gown, but they were always a uniquely off-putting shade of blue.

It had been four gowns and two meals - that she could recall - since she had been kidnapped.

Not for the first time, she wondered if it might not have been a good idea to take Tony up on his offer of a subcutaneous tracker.

In the end, the cons had outweighed the pros, but she was reevaluating her stance now.

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