The Hunted Hunter

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I ran to the window in my room and opened it with one fluid motion, dropping down to my back yard. I quickly climbed the bins and leaped over the brush fence and it onto the street. I could hear shouting behind me and car coming down the street that I was now sprinting along the street and towards the park and the end of it. I looked over my shoulder and saw an SUV chasing me. How the heck hasn't it caught up to me and how was I sprinting this fast.

I made it to the park. I heard the SUV screech to a halt as it braked. I heard the doors of it open but I kept running. Shouts came from behind me telling me to stop but I kept going. I tripped over something and fell over rolling. I tried to get up but strong hands held me down, the next thing I knew was black.

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I woke up in a cell. Metal was all around me, even the door was made from a metal with one small window. I groaned and put a hand to my head. Assholes hit me. I stood up slowly, helping myself up with the wooden bed that was hung up by chains. I straightened my clothes and rolled up the sleeves of my black hoodie. I walked up to the door and looked out the window and saw a dimly lit hall way. I banged on the door.
"Hey!" I yelled. I banged on the door again.
"Hey, let me out" I screamed and punched the wall again. The wall hissed and I looked up. Gas was emitting from pipes above me. I backed away from the door. I began to feel light headed and I fell to the floor. I heard the door open. Four men walked in and they were all armed with machine guns. Two of them grabbed me by the arms. Before I knew it they were dragging me towards, what looked to be an interrogation room. They sat me in the seat across from a man in a doctors coat.
"Welcome, Ashley Hunter..." he spoke in a welcoming voice.
"To the Florida base of operations of the American Black Ops Agency"

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