Anti

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I jolted upright and found yourself in a bedroom? I were wearing my (f/c) pyjamas. My underwear and bra wasn't different.

The bedroom had a white and grey colour theme. The room only had a bed, bedside table, and a closet.

I went to the door and tried to open it. Locked. I banged on the door. "Hey! Let me out you sickos!"

I received no response. I looked inside the bedside table. There was a pencil, peices of paper, and a bottle of water. I hastily grabbed it and washed out my mouth. I spat onto the concrete floor. Trying to get the taste of barf out of my mouth. The pencil and paper were my only forms of entertainment.

Not wanting to do what they want I made paper airplanes instead.

About an hour later I heard the doorknob jingle and unlock. I ran and hid under the bed. I watched two people come into the room.

I tensed up.

"Anti where is she?" Dark spat.

"She must be hiding. Stop jumping to conclusions!" Anti growled back. I saw who I presume to be Dark open the closet.

"Check under the bed." Dark commanded. "No please?" Anti said before grumbling and going to the bed. I gasped when Anti pulled up the sheets and pulled me by my arm from under the bed, tearing my skin in the process.

"You think your smart. Huh?" I stared at him with a blank look on my face. Anti threw me onto the bed and handed me a box.

"Put this on and come out of your room in 15 minutes."

Once Dark walked out of the room Anti checked to make sure he was gone and handed me a brush.

"Just don't tell Dark." I didn't look up to thank him, I looked at my clothes not acknowledging him. A few seconds later he walked out of the room. Locking the door behind him.

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