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                                                 Echo's POV:
                      

                           I woke up, looking around.  I expected to see the paddock;

                           at least my sisters, but I was alone now.  At least I had Fog.

                          "Another nightmare..." I muttered

                          Fog chirped  

                          I sighed.  "It's complicated.  When something bad or scary happens,

                          it haunts you in your dreams.  That's what happened." 

                          She chirped again, and I heard movement.

                         "Fog?  Where are you?" 

                        I felt her head brush against my arm.  Not her.  

                        "Hello?  Anyone there?"

                        Nobody.  A bullet then slams into my good leg.

                        "Damn!" I yelled immidiently, clutching my bleeding leg.

                         A man walked into the cave, holding a gun.

                        "Halt!" He yelled.

                        More men come from behind him.

                       "No." I said, trying to pull the bullet out.

                       They shoot Fog in the leg, and she yelps in pain.                          

                       "Fine!" I hold my hands up, shooting them all dirty glares.

                      "We got them." The man said into a radio.

                      "Bring them here along with the others." Someone responded.

                      "Got it."

                       


                     We were then loaded into a cage inside a truck.  

                     "I can't get out." I said, pulling at the bars.

                     "We all can't." A voice said.  

                     I froze, looking at the person.

                     Her blue hair was all-too-familiar.

                     Her blue eyes had a mysterious look to them.

                     Her voice was also very familiar.

                     The new wound didn't stop me from knowing who she was.

                    "Blue?"

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