Chapter 1: Interrogation

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Previously, Y/n had captured and slaughtered his meal in the last chapter, however, he didn't detect an unknown individual closing in on Y/n. He was quick on guard but the surroundings dark and unknown to Y/n had made the individual easy to knock out him from behind. He was then put inside a vehicle with the individual as it drove towards a military installation near the area Y/n was located.

Date: December 18, 2046

Location: Griffin & Kryuger military outpost, Sector 09

Time: 6:30 am

1st Pov

Y/n could be seen in the outpost's interrogation room in sector 09. The room itself was dimmed with only a light bulb as a light source, a see-through glass, a table with two chairs, a water dispenser, and a filing cabinet.

 The room itself was dimmed with only a light bulb as a light source, a see-through glass, a table with two chairs, a water dispenser, and a filing cabinet

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Y/n Pov

Darkness. That is what happened after being knocked out from behind by a skilled individual. Normally I would escape unscathed or a little damaged from these dolls, but for once have someone that actually capture me while my guard was down. As I began to wake up, I noticed that I'm in a room with my hands chained to a desk with another chair in front of me. I wiggle around, but to avail as I was secured roughly from any movement I made in attempts to escape.

I surveyed the room as it contained a water dispenser, a file cabinet, see-thorough mirror glass, and a metal rack integrated into the wall behind me. Inside that rack contained my equipment and gear sealed away by a metal fence with a lock. Suddenly, the door opens to reveal a woman with pink hair in a somewhat red military uniform and an orange redhead with a table and my mask on hand entering the room as the door closes behind them.

 Suddenly, the door opens to reveal a woman with pink hair in a somewhat red military uniform and an orange redhead with a table and my mask on hand entering the room as the door closes behind them

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