A sharp, terrified gasp escaped her lips as her head jerked back violently, her vision instantly spinning into blackness.
Then, total darkness.
She was dragged roughly into the second black van as it rolled away smoothly behind the first.
The busy street was completely quiet once more.
A single, slightly worn school bag lay abandoned on the concrete, its side pocket unzipped, a lovingly crushed sandwich peeking out.
"Stop, Cruxius, you absolutely cannot ruin your life again!"
Sugar's voice sliced sharply through the thick tension of the train car, trembling heavily with both authority and sheer desperation.
But it wasn't her powerful voice that stopped them in their tracks.
SPLAT!
A grotesque, massive splash of thick blood slammed violently against the safety glass window directly behind Cruxius.
It didn't drip down the pane.
It didn't fall to the floor.
