I Get Roasted

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Spencer's POV 

I woke up from being knocked out by the idiots. There were to dumb to realize I had slid a knife from the table in my pocket while they were talking, but I was to dumb to realize I would be to busy roasting over a fire to grab my knife. I was getting roasted, literally. 

They tied me up to one of the sticks they used to put people on in the old times. It was seriously hot on my back. I had already started to sweat and if only been on here for a minute. But I guess that's what you should've expected when being roasted. My vision was getting blurry, I heard a crash and I blacked out. 

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⏰ Last updated: May 17, 2017 ⏰

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