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I nodded at the officer by the exit, making my way out to the parking lot, no one expecting a thing.

I clicked the button to find his car, the cars lights lighting up.

I ran over to the car, putting the keys in the ignition, and pull the car out of the spot.

I slowly drove up to the gate, stopping so the gate would open.

"Ticket?"The man asked.

Shit, I'm so fucked.

I scrambled through my pockets, finding a white ticket, handing it to him.

"Have a good day"He said, nodding.

I moved the car forward, pulling off the pants of the uniform, fixing my skinnies, then pulling off the jacket, tossing it back into the backseat.

I looked above me at the visor, sun glasses hung neatly.

I took them down, sliding them on, keeping one hand on the wheel.

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I drove up the mountain, looking in the glove compartment, finding a pocket knife.

I drove off of the road, finding trees and bushes to hide in, watching the security guards converse with each other.

I moved closer, jabbing one of the security guards' side once, which won't kill him, I don't want any more years onto my sentence, moving to the next guard.

I slowly moved inside, taking out the guards one by one, avoiding the cameras, finding their blind spots.

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I came to the room, the knife on a pedestal. I opened the door, looking around, no guards in sight.

I flipped the lights off, lasers all around me, but not surrounding the mystical blade.

I jumped over the lasers, stepping up to the blade, replacing it with a book I had found earlier.

Let's go get this demon.