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Chapter 1
The room was so bright it took me a couple of minutesto adjust to the brightness. Obviously it was a surveillane room of some sort judging by the mirror on the wall. There seemed to be no way out. The whitewashed walls just adding to the glaring contrast that was almost at the point of hurting my eyes.
Realising I was being held prisoner, I moved to the walls to feel for a door of some sort. But I couldn't find anyway of getting out fo the room. Even the mirror was securley fastened to the wall. All I could do was sit down.
It took an hour or two before I heard a creak as a door opened behind me. Whipping around to find the location of the disturbance but there was no door in sight. Just somepeople walking towards me, heavily armed of course, wearing identification badges.
"Wh-why am I here?" I asked frankly. "Why are you keeping me prisoner."
"For your crimes! You have been a very bad boy. You are a criminal to our people," a loudspeaker boomed from somewhere. The speaker seemed to be Spanish.
"I-i-i don't understand!"
"You will - soon - you will!"
Then a silent dart hit me in the chest. The last thing I saw again was a green liquid oozing into me and I was out cold - again.
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