Chapter 2.

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I was just walking down the cold streets of New York when 'it' happened. It was the perfect temperature with the jacket I was wearing, it felt cozy. I expected to walk into the apartment I shared with my brothers and to get weird stares from them as they tried to remember my name. Though.. they never happened.

I was humming to myself when I felt arms wrap around me, on of them made its way up to my mouth quickly and shut up my screams.

Before I knew it, my head was banged into a brick wall. I fell unconscious immediately, not being aware of anything that had just happened.

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