Chapter 8: Tap Out

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When I wake up, A light is in my face.

"Ugh... Anne?" I ask.

"Hmm? Oh. By the way, The surgery was a success!" She says cheerfully. "I did the tests while you where sleeping."

How am I not freaked out at this moment? I Think. Where is the gang???

"Where is my gang...?" I say slowly rising, with a grudge look on my face.

"Oh." Giggles Anne. "They're waiting for you... Outside..."

I run out of the room and check my forearm, and It was stitched up. Good. When I get outside, My gang was tied up and helpless.

"GUYS!" I yell.

I charge for them when I see the poor English doctor. Just great.

"Get HER" He orders, scowling.

I jump back and roughly brush against a guard, charging towards me. I jump to the gang, all tied up, and quickly pull my knife. Cutting them free. Once they where all out, we head for the nearby forest. Again. Like last time. But THIS time, I had no chip. And I was happy.

"WAIT!" Yells the "poor English" man. "I JES WANT TO TALK."

I groan and start walking towards him, when Neil grabs my shoulder.

"Don't trust him. Come with us" He says.

I shake him loose and walk to the man.

"What do you want." I glare.

"Nice to meet you too." He smirks "Em Doctor Von Borscht."

"Ve are ze Trouble Makers" I back talk.

Doctor Von scowls, and says, "I wanted to tell you... Or ASK of you... If you want to own an house, for free. BUT. You must-"

I snicker.

"Vwat is it?" He gets inpatient.

"Butt." I burst out laughing.

He groans and continues, " You must clean it or you vill be kick out."

I look back and the gang, and they shake their heads.

"My answer is NO." I spat.

"Its nice." He assures.

"I said no." I confirm, running back into the forest to my gang.

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