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a s h l e e

i feel someone watching me and turn around to see michael smiling at me. i smile back at him and go back to work.

it's been a long and choppy night, but luckily michael doesn't think he is better than me (unlike everyone else i've worked with). so i have no problem with him and he follows my instructions, which has saved his life.

it's around five thirty am, so i'll be out of here soon.

i look back at michael, who's now staring at a camera amazement.

"what's so good?" i asked.

"it's just so cool," he smiles, "that somebody created these, wish they didn't kill us though"

"i know right," i smile, "the person must have been smart"

he nods.

"hey, ashlee" he asks.

i look at him,

"can we bring people with us?" he asked.

"yes, but why would you want to do that?" i questioned.

"because, i have the feeling my friends will want to come" he replied.

"sure, the more the merrier" i smiled.

i would never bring someone here, but the more people there is, the better. it means more people to work the cameras and lights.

i guess the phone guy knew that, because he gave us ten masks.

there's one downside.

more noise.

more attraction to us.

more death.

hehehehe- well looks like all chapters will be short and sweet. opposite of how i like the dick. oml, it's so late. i need to go to bed. oh well, more tomorrow!

- sav

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