They finally found me after five years. Five long, boring years of waiting for them to find me. I screwed up damn good this time, because I accidentally reverted back to the way I use to hide. I should have been more careful. Never mind, I should be focused on escaping right now instead of drowning myself in self pity. I am in a box made of some metal. The metal is one of those metals that is thin and will change the temperature that will match whatever the climate the box is left in. This is the worse thing ever. All of a sudden, the box goes free falling down. Right before that happens there is something sprayed into the box. Then everything went black.
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Death
FantasyThe scenery is nothing out of the ordinary though. The room is green and black with little blue thrown in like any other room though nothing unusual in here. There is even a television in the background with the news on, and there really wasn't anyt...
