The Plague Kidnapping (Book 1)

The Plague Kidnapping (Book 1)

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He fell hard onto the concrete floor and heard his glasses scatter across the floor. He was feeling around, trying to find the way out when a thick cloth had covered his nose and mouth. He tried to wiggle away and pull the cloth away from his face but the grip was strong as iron. "Dr Lang," said a voice, "What a pleasure it is to finally meet you again. It's been so long..." ---------------------------------------------------------------- Hi all, Just a heads up, my chapters are really short and I've been reading other stories and some chapters are really long so I feel like my story is seriously bad... I'm sorry to readers who prefer longer chapters. I promise I'll get better. Thanks for reading! Edit: DISCONTINUED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE
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