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In the shelter there was a map to get to the transportation shed. We followed it and we arrived at the transportation shed.
"Alex, look. There's two guards there."
"Quick let's hide."
We hid and waited for them to leave. We waited for like two weeks until one day I saw them leave.
"Alex! They're gone! Let's go!"
We entered the shed and saw a lot of vehicles. There were motorcycles, cars, buses, planes and a hot air balloon.
"So, what should we take?" I asked Alex.
"What about the hot air balloon?"
"Sure."
He got in first and helped me get in too. We started inflating the balloon when we heard footsteps outside the shed.
"Alex! They're outside!" I whispered.
"Sh, let's listen."
We both then tried to listen to what the guards were saying.
"Hey, the door's open. Someone's inside."
"Well, let's get them."
They entered the shed just when we were going to go out the back door.
They pointed their guns at us.
"Run!"
We ran out and they started shooting at us. We ran until we lost them. When we stopped I felt a stinging sensation in my stomach. I saw Alex clutching his arm. Then I saw him collapse. I tried to run to him but I saw that the world was spinning. Then I saw blood on my hand. Then everything went black.
Suddenly I was falling out of the sky. I landed with a thump on the ground next to Alex.
"Y/N! Are you ok?!"
"I-I got shot. And I saw you collapse, I tried to get to you b-but then I saw that I was bleeding and then I-I.."
He engulfed me in a hug.
"It's ok, I got shot too."
"But how are we alive then?"
"Wait, when we came here I noticed that we had three stripes on our wrists. Y/N, give me your wrist."
I gave him my wrist and he rolled up the sleeve. I saw only two marks.
"These stripes are our life count. If we run out of lives-"
"Game over." I finished terrified.
"We have to get out of here. We have to go back to the transportation shed to get something to get the hell outta here."*Time skip a month later or so*
We made a plan to sneak into the transportation shed and steal a fighter jet that we saw.
We then arrived at the transportation shed and snuck through the back door. We got in the fighter jet and took off. We were doing good until I saw on the radar that we were not alone.
"Alex! We got fighters coming in!"
"You shoot Y/N!"
I started shooting then until I saw that they were orangutans.
"Alex! They're orangutans!"
"What the fuck?! Orangutans?!"
"Yeah! They're at least six of them! Can't you shake them off?"
"I'm trying!"
I shot down two of them. But we were still outnumbered. Then they started shooting us. I looked down and saw that we were above a ravine.
"Shit, shit, shit, shit!"
"What is it Y/N?"
"My fear of heights is kicking in!"
I then heard an alarm.
"What was that?!"
"We're loosing altitude! We're gonna crash!"
"Oh no!"
Boom. The plane crash landed and was engulfed in flames. Then before I knew it I was falling from the sky. Again.
"Shit! Alex! We died again so that means-"
"This is our last life."
"We should stay low."
"Yeah, or else we're screwed."
I turned into a horse and let Alex get on me. I took him back to the shelter. I then turned back into myself and sat down on one of the chairs.
My last life. I can die here. Are my parents okay? Will we ever be able to get out of here?
As I was thinking I slowly drifted off to sleep.

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Trapped in a videogame
FanfictionAlex Vreeke and Y/N Y/L/N have been best friends since kindergarten. They both have strong feelings for each other even though they won't admit it. What happens when they get stuck in a videogame called Jumanji?