Ch.1

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I heard the metal doors opening as fear arose in my chest. My breaths became sharp as if the air was leaving the room. I peered around the corner at the door as a man in a military uniform entered the room. Three men in uniforms walked in the room the one in the middle was tall and fit with brown hair and a blue hat with multiple badges on it. The one to the left of him was rather short and and wore the standard black and grey uniform. The one on the right was slouched over reading what I assumed to be my report or how they were going to punish me. "Prisoner 473 please stand" said the middle one in a rather sharp tone. I shakily stood up grasping the wall for support. The man in the middle stepped forward and pulled a pair of large metal cuffs out of his pocket "Hold out your wrists prisoner". I hated how they called me prisoner it made me feel like a murder and I wasn't but not reseting i held out my wrists for them to cuff.

I could feel the metal cuffs latch around my wrists with a snap. The cold metal on my hands made me remember the day I was brought to my cell. I started to remember the day as if it was yesterday. Going threw everything that had happened like i had done 100 times before. I was snapped back to reality when the two guards on each side of him grabbed my arms pulling me forward. I finally got the strength to speak "What is going on" i spoke in a low tone. "That classified information Blake". I gave him a surprised look i haven't heard my name in years i've always been called prisoner 473 and for a guard to call me my real name that was out of the ordinary. "I think i have a right to know i mean you can't just take me from my cell without a reason" I turned to him looking at him in the eyes as we walked down the dark gloomy hallway I haven't seen in year. "I don't have to tell you anything you have no rights prisoner" he spoke in a harsh tone that made me uncomfortable. "Tell me where you're taking me now" I raised my voice a little making sure he knows that we aren't friends. He stopped walking and turned to the guard on the other side of me. They nodded their heads and I could feel the fear rising again in my chest taking my breathe away. "Sorry Blake" i watched as he pulled something out of his pockets. I struggled to pull away from him but the second guard grabbed me holding me still. He pulled out a rag and shoved it against my nose and mouth. My eyes started to get heavy and the room started to sway or was I swaying it was hard to tell. I felt my legs collapse under me as i hit the ground hard. Chloroform should have guessed.

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