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Chapter 6   I woke up on the floor of my bedroom. I could barely make out the lean figure standing above me. It was a woman, for sure, and she was snickering. Her orange hair flowed off her body like a rushing river, and her piercing gaze tore through my body.      Victoria.      The name rang through my ears as my vision cleared. Terror shot through my body as I finally realized what happened. V…