2B "you called"

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This is a different long story I'm going to be working on. And please send request so I don't have to keep thinking of stuff to put.

A bandit.

That's what they are and will be.

It doesn't matter that they saved me. They would have killed me if I was fine. I didn't realize that I was clicking my pen on the desk but soon I put it down

Why would a bandit save me? Why did they save me?

I get up and walk to the window to think of the encounter.

The AAHW we're trying to kill me. I managed to escape and was bleeding out. The silhouette of a figure ran up as I passed out.
When I woke up. I was bandaged and in a completely different area. The figure walked in and had a plate of food with a glass of water. They managed to make a garden thrive and helped me for three days to recover. They disappeared the fourth. Everything was gone but the building.

The phone started to ring and I decided to answer it. "Hello" "2b? Is that you?" "Yes Skinner. It's me" "well. Remember the bandit you talked about. Well they are here and in a fatal state. I'm needing help" "say no more. I'm on my way."

Short chapter for new fic thingy

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