"OHHHHH, DON'T CRY, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE!!!!!! It hurts me, my head," he let go of her arm and grabbed his pounding head. Jink grabbed the knife concealed in her boot, and stabbed him in the throat just to be sure he wouldn't let anyone know about her attempt to free herself.
"Now let's find out what's going on." She wandered around for hours without being found, she seemed to be in a deserted part of the building. Out of nowhere she heard the most incredible moans.
"What's that? Who's there?" she called out.
"Help us, help me," came a weak groan.
"Who is that? You sound so familiar..."
"Jink? Dear is that you?"
"Who is that? How do I know you?" she asked as she turned a bend and was confronted with an old and gray elf.
"It's me Jink, your father."
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