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Jarren I paced back at forth at an unfathomable speed. I was worried, frustrated, and downright pissed off. This was a disaster. What was the point in hiring the best if what I wanted wasn’t done in time? It was times like these that I just wanted to snap somebody’s esophagus. The fact that I hadn’t had my shot in four days wasn’t helping matters. It was simply making it worst. Well, for those who were pissing me off.

Because if he did, he might break. “Heh.” Alan’s low chuckle broke the silence. “You’re all so predictable.” Frederick turned sharply, his patience gone. “Shut up.” “Oh, I don’t think I will.” Alan leaned forward in his shackles, his smirk widening. “Because you’re finally seeing it, aren’t you? You can’t ignore it anymore.” His gaze shifted to Magnus’s unconscious form. “He won’t survive this much longer.” Frederick’s breath caught in his throat.

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The mistress just kept on wasting and grooving serpentine steps to the music from the headset. Dale was suffering the worst day of her life, a lioness hooked under a table, with no form of salvation. She knew by now that her acute legs were completely numb and were now cold, her neck hooked in broken range, she also felt severe pain in her stiffened back. Coming out of such a position would mean an hour nap of rehabilitation and by then Zoe would have brutally erased her existence.

Elliott Its Thanksgiving and this year Macy and I are joining Jessie and her family for the holidays. Jessie is making me sit out of helping with anything. She's afraid I'll overdo it after nearly taking a bullet in my heart. She said the bullet was two inches shy of my being dead.

Well not exactly abnormal but I have always found his head quite bigger than the rest of his body. He walks to the center and starts addressing us with a voice that sends chills at the back of my neck. "As we all know, the farming group depends on what we foragers gather around, your job is to bring back seeds, plants or anything that could help them keep the plants here alive. Your assignment today is to go out there and get me plants. Remember to keep an eye out for a good water spot that isn't contaminated. Those who come back with plants will graduate and become standard Foragers but those of you that come back empty handed would- well you will help the community in other ways."