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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Nov 16, 2013
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Fiction
Action and Thriller
It seems like I'm in an endless movie. Maybe the tape has been broken or the disc has been scratched. Either way, I know that I can't leave. The movie has been written and made and copied several times, but the one I was put into has been ruined, no escape. Just nothingness. These creatures are what are keeping me here. I can't leave. I can't fight. All I can do is wait. No. That can't be it. I can't just give up. Would my family be proud of that? No. I need to do something about this. My name is Blake Wespire and I didn't come here to fight. I didn't come here to run. I came here......to survive.
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