Wolfblood
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  • Reads 191
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  • Parts 5
  • Time 1h 14m
Complete, First published May 18, 2017
It was dark and I was all alone I couldn't see anything, not even my hands in front of me. I felt all sick like I had a cold.
" Where am I ? " I asked.
" Your in your my mind ? " a voice replied. It sounded like we were in a cave.
" What do you mean I'm in your mind ? " I asked again.
" We are telepathically linked now,  you can't run from me anymore, " replied the person
" Just stop messing with me and tell me who you are and where am I, " I Sid. I started to get really eritated. And what did the person mean by you can't run from me anymore. Who was it that I was running from. Then I started to get a little dizzy and my through started to burn. Then all of a sudden I felt a sharp pain in my chest. I woke up. I was in a white room with like 1,000,000 bright light on me. It hurt a lot. There were cords tied up to me and I didn't know where I was.
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