Part 7

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First of, I would like to dedicate this chapter to my amazing SUMBF (super ulta mega best friend), Mishu (kk0711), for asking the people who read her story Be Perfectly Imperfect to check out my stories. So if you started reading this because of her, thank you and i hope you all enjoy Part 7 of Alex!!

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I reach over to the plate of food, completely destroying what was meant to be my meal, searching for a fork or knife or even a spoon. Finally finding a spork, I quickly scurried to door attempting to get a stab at whatever I could.  Noticing the poking inward lock, I struggled to get my hand outt of the cell like place and reach it. (a/n Alex is in a prison cell kind of room thing) There was a slight clack sound coming from the end of the hallway, footsteps.

"Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!', I mentally crused myself. In a rush I pulled the lock, shoving the spork in and wriggling it around till I heard a click. The lock fell limp in my hand. Hastily, I opened the cell door and made a bee-line to who knows where.

After wandering for what seems like hours, the alarms started to blare. "CELL HOLDER 265 HAS ESCAPED. CODE YELLOW. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. CODE YELLOW, CELL HOLDER 265 HAS ESCAPED." And so forth. 'Wow they just realized I was gone?! Idiots...' I giggled. Soon I broke out into a run, not exactly sure where i was going. Next thing I knew, I was in a room with silver weapons that glistened against the bright white lights. Staring in awe, I walk up to a silver lined bow and arrow. It was as if I was being drawn to it. I carefully removed it from a stand, admiring the fine craftmanship, staring into every little detail from the moon-like features to the owls, wolves and hunting dogs brushed on as if it were done by a simple breeze.

CRACK!

That brought me back to reality. I swung the bow to my right side and the quiver to my left. Without realizing it, i snatched a knife.

'Now i just need some new clothes.' was the last thought I had before the wall burst open and the beast waltzed in. 

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