deadlox's pov
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I wake up hazily outside me and skys huge house.
wow. I was knocked out?
that was a weird knockout dream. at least it wasn't real.
but it was by far the most detailed dream ive ever had.
I try to get up only to yelp in pain.
I fall back down. and look at my arms. why were they bandaged up?
I weakly pull off its cover slightly.
tears fill my eyes. it was real.
no. no. NO!
why had they let me go?
why did I live?
I put the bandage back down.
im not going to move.
im just going to sit here in grief of those poor people.
jenna! oh my god what happened to her?!
I want move but I don't want to be in pain.
I move my hand, disgusted of what I had become. im guessing I don't even know half of it.
I feel a note.
I groan knowing I had to move again.
I whimper moving it back.
dear deadlox,
im happy you made it out! I did too!
im going to find you, and we will help each other, ok?
you will help me with the friend situation, and I help you with being a hybrid.
jenna
oh thank god. shes out of that hell.
I put it in my bloody pocket.
I hope she finds me soon. I really need help.
