The UN's Files Of Countries

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RUN! 

Beatrice needed to get out. Where were her keys!?  It weren't on her cupboard near the door! Wait, she left it in her room... but the bedroom was near where she heard her window breaking... think think think-

*whoosh*

Beatrice covered her head and knelt down as paper rushed towards her. It wasn't really just paper alone... photographs of her were there too; her getting coffee, on the bus, a drink... even one of her sleeping. The papers were of all the things she accessed, all the conversations, didn't she wipe those? 

Then the soft thuds of boots echoed in her hall. Beatrice's breath rapidly picked up, scared she continued to stare at her door not daring to look behind her. 

'That's not very nice is it?' A deep voice rang out.

'It isn't.' A melodic female voice agreed. 'Hey, look at us when we speak to you.'

Trembling Beatrice turned around and looked at the two people no keepers who were standing in front of her. She had seen them on TV sometimes but they were impossibly good looking, even more so then on TV, she felt her brain turning to mush.

'It's rude to stare.'  The woman smiled. 'Now get up.'

Beatrice complied.

'You know Dimitri I'm disappointed.'

'By what. She probably won't cause a ruckus or trouble. Look at her, cowering like a little hare.'

'Yes but we called the others didn't we. I might feel bad if we waste their time and make everything boring.'

'Not necessarily look at that.' Dimitri gestured to her old gold medal for track, puzzling Beatrice.

'Um excuse me.' Beatrice piped up. 'What if you let me go? I mean what did I do to you. personally.'

'Nothing. However you did leak private information to a dangerous individual, which endangered a lot of things. In no way did I expect you to be an idiot and forget that.' Dimitri shot back. 'Now hush.'

Again Beatrice complied.

'Alright now, funs over for you~. Get up!' Marie commanded. Beatrice scrambled to get to her feet. 

Dimitri took out a bottle of inky darkness with gas-like movement. 'Ready, Marie?'

'Of course.' Marie again smiled, gripping Beatrice's arm tightly and reaching for Dimitri's.

'What do you mea-' Beatrice stomach suddenly lurched as she fell, as cool air whooshed past her. 'AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!'

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Everything felt timeless as suddenly the darkness slipped as the slight twinkle of stars came and she could see the top of trees that were weirdly shaped. Was she going to die by going splat on the ground? What about the two keepers holding onto her? What would happen to them?

*Crack*

'Ahhhh!' Pain shot up her ankle as tears flooded her eyes. Breathing rapidly to try to help relive the pain.