Hello, I am Kahlan Brighton
This is a message specifically for you.
I woke up from a nightmare, clueless about where I was or who was around me. But, a little birdie told me you've been hunting my three friends. Lexi, Brandon and Madison, sound familiar? Two of them are now infected by two different species of the beasts. One of my friends had infected me! Surprised? Nah...it's a gift. You've killed the people I've loved, the people i trusted, nowadays it's hard to find trustworthy people. Listen, I know you don't think i exist...that i'm just another surviver of this Wasteland. You're right, I am. By the way I see it, we got a problem. And, for your information, I know about the ten thousand test subjects you morons had sent to this place. The innocent children that are being ripped apart by those beasts, by us, by the storms, mostly by their dreams. We are all trapped, we were all sent here to be killed...but the human mind is stronger than you think. We are stronger than you think...and we'll take you down one by one. This is our home, our lives, the air we breathe, this is our Refuge. I might be loosing my mind, but I still know how to wake up.
Prepare for a war, cause I promise you, you're going to have one.
This Kahlan Brighton from the ReFUGE center...over and out.
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?
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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.