When she was close enough, he came out of the dark behind her with a violence that gave her no time to think or react; he drove her face-first into the grass with enough force to knock the breath from her body. Before she could scream, before she could roll or kick or run, he had flipped her onto her back, dropped his full weight onto her stomach, and shoved a cloth deep into her mouth. Then he wrenched her over again and bound her wrists behind her back, pulling the cords so tight they bit immediately into the skin.
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