Twelve

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[Edited 23/06/17]

~'Cause freedom is a lonely road, we're under control~

(A/n: I will not be giving a very detailed description of Anti as we all have a different idea of his appearence and if I described him in my story I believe that would take away some of the readers freedom.)

The cabinet doors swung open and you were dragged out on to your feet. You looked up at him, terrified. He grinned at you and said:

"I win, you're mine now."

He dragged you to a room and put you on a bed. He then told you to go to sleep. You closed your eyes.

And then you woke up.

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