Ch: 20☕️

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Date: 2039, July 8, Sat. 3:06 pm.

POV: Amber

Shocked, me and many others listen to the news from the TV.

"Manhattan is now currently in shambles." a frightened news reporter exclaims.

"An unknown figure is said to be behind this. The U.S. Military's on their way to the city, and President Logan Miller has just given permission for the U.S. Air Force to release ammunition."

Then, the camera focuses in the center of a wide street. I immediately recognize her. "Nyx...." I whisper.

She was standing next to a man, wearing a black cloak. He lunged toward her, grabbed her, and they disappeared.

The camera shakes, and points back to the news reporter. "This unidentified man has now taken a young lady, and disappeared. We'll be back for more updates soon."

The TV then switches to a commercial.

I was at work in the office. I didn't know who that was, but they had taken Nyx. I was frightened for her. Her captor didn't seem to be from around here. What did he want with her?

A horrifying thought struck me, but before I could imply, I heard a pop from behind me. I turn around.

The last thing I saw before I was knocked out, was the same man wearing the black cloak, holding Nyx and covering her mouth with a cloth.

I scream, but he grabs me. Quick as a flash he puts another cloth on me, and I'm knocked unconscious....

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