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B l a n k

B l a n k

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Science Fiction
Have you ever been trapped by walls. Walls that protect you, yet they keep you captive, unable to do what you wish. Have you ever felt caged? Oh, I wasn't being metaphorical here. I'm dead serious. Now, if you have been in this situation, you can easily relate to a young, 14-year-old girl by the name of Kyeler... When Kyeler wakes up surrounded by white walls, she has no clue where she is and she can't remember a thing. Not even her own name. However, soon enough, she finds that she's inside of a mental institution(the Gemini Mental Institution to be exact) and what's better? She's locked into a lovely little straight-jacket.
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I wake up.... but "wake up" isn't right,waking up would require a bed, covers, a pillow. Instead I come to and I sit up, right away, a pounding headache bursts through me, it takes a while, but it passes. I look down my white dress, I see dry blood stains on it, but I can't find any injury. I realize that I'm in a cage, I see metal bars around me,the floor I'm sitting on is also metal, I recheck my body for injuries, but instead of an injury, I feel something soft, my blood runs cold, ...fur, it feels like fur, I turn my head around. look down, at the back of my dress and start screaming, I can't stop, it's like someone has taken control of my vocal chords, the reason I'm screaming is because what's on-no what's attached to me, is a wolf's tale.She doesn't know who she is, she doesn't know where she is, what she does know is that she has to escape.

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