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I must have passed out again. I feel woozy and sick. I'm leaning on a giant wall. Hoodie seems to be asleep. He's sitting beside me. It's my chance to run. Should I? I mean. Hoodie has been quite nice to me. Toby and Masky are fine. You know what?! Screw it! I'm running! *BANG* "SHIT!" He wasn't asleep. Hoodie. Wasn't. Asleep. I'm bleeding out. It hurts. "Not so fast." He spoke slow. He was tired. He must have been the look-out. "You... you shot me."
"Yep. Sure did. You can't go anywhere without us. And I knew if I shouted you wouldn't listen." "......." "What? You trusted me? Is it because I was nice to you? Or maybe you're just plain dumb. You know, I have some more advice for you. Trust no one." "It hurts." "Yeah. Bullets do that. I need to sleep. So be quiet. If I kill you I'll get in trouble with Slender." "Okay.....Sorry. Wait! Slenderman's rea-"
"I SAID SHUT UP!!!!!" "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" "Just be quiet...."
And without another word Hoodie went back to sleep.....

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