At Your Service (On Hold)
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Huling na-publish Fri, Sep 2, 2016
It was raining. Drizzling down harder than ever before. I feared the only thing that could make my situation worse was the wind picking up. I was wrong.
I felt fingers wrap around my wrist and pulling me towards a dark alleyway.
No. Not there. Please, not there.
I was too weak to speak. Too weak to fight it. I gave in. I let the tall muscular figure drag me. There was no use fighting my fate. I closed my eyes and waited. Waited for the figure to act.
Nothing. I had fallen into a deep slumber.
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