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Guys, I know I have said this but please correct me on any grammar mistake!! i'm
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I do not remember what happened to me last night, nothing at all. 'Oh well, I will just get up and walk around, maybe that will help jog my memory!' I thought. I pull my ankles towards my hips and (attempt) to heave myself off the floor, but there's one issue, I am locked tight to the ground.
Now this wouldn't be such a problem, but I was surrounded by people I didn't know.
My throat was extremely rough and dry, my head felt like a million tiny screws were disco-ing inside my brain, and my joints were so achy I wouldn't want to move even if I could.
'Wheyy look who's up!!' The group of men jeered at me.
'Awww she must have gotten sweepy HAHA!' The poked at me with their dirty shoes and attempted to humiliate me.
There was sudden banging on the roof of the base, like somebody had ran all on it. But it wasn't just any group of people, it was Task Force 141.
'Alright boys party's over, If you don't want any trouble just give us fangs and we'll let you be.' Ghost called from behind the doors.
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Fanfic(English not my first language) Y/N, or called as Fangs, has been taken hostage against her : and needs to be rescued by her comerades at the 141, but the question is, Who?
