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"Dean?" Dean's friend get next to him, staring at me. "Who's she?" He whispered to him.

I barely heard him.

I barely heard him

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"I-I.." The man named 'Dean' stuttered, not moving or breathing.

What does he see on me? I was just like one of his kind - a human. Well, something like human. He sees me as a woman, nothing more.

I looked down feeling sad and awkward.

Both men didn't speak or move. They just stared at me through the hole.

"Do you think she's Archimago's..." The guy with the long hair made a face. What he meant I didn't understand.

Also and the man Dean didn't understand what the other one meant with his mimic, but then the thought occured to him. "Nooo!" He made a nasty face, but reconsidered it and his facial expression changed into confused. "Yes?" The man looked towards my body, then back at the tall guy. "Let me ask you something - does a normal girl hide in a basement naked?" He asked sarcastically.

"Don't be witty and go draw Archimago's attention." The long haired man instructed Dean.

"And what I shall tell him? 'Sorry, I think there is a naked girl in your basement. Can I ask you why?' "

I could hear them, didn't they know that?

"Dean, if you don't want to, I'll go!" The other savior whispered/yelled.

"What's the point, smartass!?"

What's a Smartass?

"I'll draw his attention and you'll take the girl out of here, jackass."

I can't understand this language.. It sounds so rude.

"Surely, this girl is here against her will." The tall man with the long hair continued.

Don't tell me that this is the plan for saving me!

"NO ONE WILL DRAG HER AWAY FROM ME!"

Dear Father, no! I'll never get away from this cage!

"Who's this girl, Archimago, and what do you want from her?!" Dean asked, yelling.

I looked down, not wanting to watch the two fools fail.

"THIS IS NOT YOUR BUSINESS!"

I heard the two men fell to a different sides on the ground outside, when Archimago used his magic.

"Oh, really?!" This voice was Dean's. I was pretty sure he was hurt. "I think this is exactly our job." He sounded so decisive.

"DEAN!" In one moment the short man got up and Archimago sent him where I was, and he fell a foot away from me. Archimago jumped into the room, chanting a spell that pinned Dean to the wall.

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