Crying Angels And Smiling Demons

Crying Angels And Smiling Demons

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Dear Angels and Demons, It seems that at lest one of you 10 is awake. Good, good just like I wanted. Now pay attention you are here because of a reason that doesn't concern you. I have my reason for every single one of you, but let me explain what is going on. You are trapped in a big mansion and there is only one exit. The front door is the only way out, but their is always a catch. Find the key with the big star, you will know when you see it. It doesn't sound so bad dose it? Plot twist their is a second catch. 9 of you are innocent, but one of the people here is me. You need to find the key, try to figure out who I am and don't get killed by me, okay? Hugs and kisses, The Helper
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Highest ranked- #10 in action 2/16/2017 A promotion. That's all I wanted. I didn't want to run for my life. I didn't want to be kidnapped. I didn't want to face death. I didn't want to find out my whole life was a lie. I just wanted a bloody promotion. Guess fate had other plans? **** The cold air fanned over my face as I opened the door. The exit door lead to the back of the building so it was pitch black. I leaned against the wall trying to control myself. Blood was running down my arm and head. My hair was stuck to my face from all the sweat and blood. Everything was spinning around me and the ground seemed like it was shaking. Groaning I sat down and put my head on my knees. He knows who I am. He knows how I look like. He knows where I work so possible knows where I live. I am not safe anymore... no where. While I was in my own world I heard faint sounds behind me but I didn't bother to look or run away. The footsteps got closer and I was pretty sure it was Walker's men. I should run. I should try to fight. But what's the point in trying to run away? He would eventually find me and if he has his way he would most likely kill me. If this is my fate then why am I trying to fight it? I felt someone harshly grab my waist and pull me up and I complied. They dragged me down the alley and into the busy street. I heard the opening of a car and the next thing I knew I was being thrown into a car. My head hit the hard leather seat and the door shut behind me. Maybe this is how my life will end. Maybe I should just let it happen. Maybe I was destined to die alone as a no one. With that I let the darkness consume me.

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