Keep
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  • Reads 852
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  • Parts 15
  • Time 50m
Ongoing, First published Apr 17, 2015
I opened my eyes to see black. Instantly, I panicked and jumped around, my hand running into something cold. I gasped. My hand groped around until it closed around a cylinder. I reached over and found another. And another. I went all around until I found myself scooching in a circle. I panicked again, as I was programmed to do. I tried to stand up and banged my head on the ceiling so hard, I saw white on the corners of my vision. I fell down and tried to get my thinking straight. Well, there was one thing I knew for sure. I was in a cage. Somewhere in the dark. Somewhere I didn't know. I heard a small laugh in the darkness. My heart sped up again. 
"Newbie, huh?" A voice, definitely a young boy, said. "They all panic."
"Where am I?" I asked, desperate for answers.
"The Keep," he replied, almost eerily. "It's where we all go."
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