Chapter 8

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(Ryan's pov)
After sitting there for about another hour and a half I stood up and walked around to eas the numbness in my legs. I pase and pase around the room my anger boiling. I turn to the wall and kick the wooden trim that goes around the room. But get this when I kicked it it just sprung open revealing a secret room (the trim looks like the one in the picture above. but when you push it, it opens up to be a little hallway you'll see) just then I herd loud footsteps advancing my way. I hurry and crawl onto the hideing spot and close the door. engulfing me in darkness. I hear him unlock the door and walk in. "Ryan I brought you a game that you could play and maybe it'll make you feel better..... Ryan where are you?" I hear some more shuffling and then it all goes quite.

Sorry this was a short chapter but I don't really know what to write next please comment what you think should happen next!

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