☢Ch.3☢

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I felt my eyes close lost my grip on the counter and my head smashed against the hardwood floor.

The last conscious though I had was of how much it was going to hurt when I woke up again.
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"Remember us..."

I ran after them, trying to get to them.

The man shoved me off the path toward them who told me those words.

Flames lot up around me in a pentagram, and I could hear spellbook chants.

Wake up Sang! This isn't real!

My eyes snapped open and I banged on the door, but it was no use.

"Subject 193, or more commonly known as Sang Sorenson, sixteen, female, average five foot two, predictive," said a monotone voice.

I curled up in the corner after banging on the door.

But there was only one question in my head at that particular moment.

Where the hell was I?

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