Oct 01
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Crank

I wake up suddenly I hear noises, it is pitch black. I can't even see my hands. I hear a signal that I am traveling upward. How did I get here I ask myself. I start to feel weak and frail. My memory come rushing back. Men in black suits. What did they want from me. I'm 17 years old what could I have possibly done to deserve this. I become scared where have they sent me? Where am I going? I begin to panic. Where is everyone? I remember many people being around me where are they? I hear a more than usual loud crank. I reached to the top. Men come rushing at me I see light. I see my hands. They stick a needle in my arm I become more frail than ever and fall into a black abyss.
 
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