Daniel POV

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They've been moving me everywhere. Thank god that door was jammed shut or whatever. But now, they've found something else. I'm terrified. I've heard the others have gotton out. I'm glad they are safe. But honestly, I'm heart broken that they left me. They said they get me. I was tied up in possibly the last room I'd be put in. My eyes got teary. Why is this happening to us? It made no sense. How can something so impossible possibly kill you? Kills me. Literally.

Tools wern't even cleaned. So, even if I do get through this, I'm going to get an affection.

"We think the ones who've left may be in the vents," I heard that one sentence. I looked up at the vents. 'Please hurry up guys. Please' I thought as someone opened the door.

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