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"Don't be like the rest of them Darling."
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Daisy Clark P.O.V.
I tap my feet against the ground, waiting impatiently for this car ride to stop.
Its been four hours already and I can't fall asleep- Too scared that hispanic driver will do something to me.
"How much longer?" I wonder.
"An hour." Lies, complete lies.
He's been saying that for the last four hours.
I lean my head against the window, too tired to think anymore.
I close my eyes, letting slumber take over.
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My slumber is disturbed as a knocking keeps coming from my left ear. I flick open my eyes, seeing a soldier still knocking.
But its cut short as he opens the door, making me fall to the ground with a huff.
"Can you be a little more careful there?" I groan as I clean my hands that got dirt all over them.
The soldier doesn't talks, instead he grabs onto my arms and pulls me up to my feet.
"Let her go." I try to look at whoever said that, but my view is block off when they put a bag over my head.
Is this really necessary?
"Follow along."
"I cant see anything." I put one of my arms forward, seeing if someone can lead me.
And some does. A soldier, I assume grabs onto my hand and leads me to were we're going.
Two lefts, one right, stop.
"Here you go ma'am." A solder says, I'm sure this is another one.
I hear the sound of keys, and then I'm told to walk forward.
BOOM
The door closes and I'm sure that I'm going to die. Get killed off.
I take off the bag from my face, seeing an office instead of zombies.
"What the?" I wonder. There's a desk with few uncomfortable chairs to the right there's a big couch with two big arm chairs.
Oh, and a blanket.
I walk up to the couch, checking if there's cameras or not.
Not that I can see.
I yawn, sitting on the couch. I take off my pants, leaving me in my black underwear from PINK.
I use the blanket to cover my whole body as I lay sideways.
A little nap won't hurt.
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THUD
THUD
"Fuck." I open my eyes to see a dirty blonde soldier, he seems tall. I'm guessing around 6'0 or 6'2.
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