Prolouge

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Wind whistled by as I ran away.

Away from the leader of the server.

Away from the psychopath murderer.

My legs protested with withering pain.

Blood oozes from the deep gash on my right leg, making my head feel airy.

But there was no escaping.

It was a dead end.

I turned around, my heart thumping so fast that I thought that I would pass out.

He was there

Right in front of me

Sweat dripped down my face when he approached, taking it slowly as if he was taunting me.

RUN, no, FIGHT. DO SOMETHING. But my arms wouldn't move

He grabs my shoulder, and pushes me against the wall.

"Do as I say," He smiled menacingly under the mask, "And your friends live."

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