You wake up, awaiting another repetitive day of the Taking. As you put on your clothes, ready to go wherever it is you like to hang out, you feel a ghostly chill run down your spine. the lights flicker off and the curtains and blinds close. time seems to slow down as you're eyes adjust to the dark, then a glowing figure appears in front of you, everything else fading away as it's giant figure looms over you. What a weak little thing.. a hollow voice echoed, making you shake.
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