Chapter 8 Unexpected

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MCGM=
Macintosh Companies:Gene Manipulation
Recap
"I see your awake" says a all to familiar voice says. It's....
End of recap
"T-Tonio" I stutter. It can't be he's my best friend. Also when did he change his style? The Tonio I know hates wearing leather and now he's wearing a leather jacket, he never I mean never would get piercings but now he has his ears, and nose pierced, and now has a necklace. "So" I splat at him. "Wrong choice little girl" Tonio I'm not even going to call him that. I know I'll call him Brad says before he whips me. "Ryan that's enough we need her alive" my father says walking out of the shadows. I knew he had something to do with this Brad isn't this cru- wait Ryan as in Ryan Brennings Tonio's twin brother that died 4 years ago Ryan. Why is he doing this he was like-no was my non-related older brother. My father goes back into the shadows. "Why Ryan?" I ask. Yes the whip burns hurt but what hurts the most is being whipped by someone you thought loved you. Ryan hides in the shadows. All of a sudden the cameras explode silently. I thought bombs were loud. "Did I hurt you a lot?" Ryan asks taking my handcuffs off along with freeing my feet of the rope. "I don't have much time. Take my backpack and go to CMGM and ask for Rachel she'll know it was me and she'll explain everything" Ryan says handing me his backpack and pushing me out a door I never thought was there. Looking back at the....wall but there was just a door there? Oh well time to find CMGM. "Ally I know you're out here" sneers my fathers voice. I quickly shift and run as fast as I can into the forest. About 3 hours later it's already around 5 so I decide to put up camp. Sitting on the ground I decide to check the bag
• 10 bags of chips
• 4 water bottles
• $1,000,000.25
• CMGM card
• a lot of letters
• CMGM address on a peace of paper
• kita
• first aid kit
• blanket

Kita-a highly I mean highly advanced tablet

Wow the backpack is enchanted. COOL. I mean it's ok. Eating a bag of chips as I sit on a tree branch.
Slowly drifting to sleep I hum quietly.

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