They were shaking, shaking at the sight of those piercing eyes. I met that girl in a pretty unconventional way so I may have forgotten to ask how she managed to stay intact all by herself. I stayed behind because I knew things were going to get ugly. I felt safe looking at her back. So even if they were going to attack. It seemed like I had nothing to worry about. I closed my eyes at the first exchange of blows. I could hear their pain, their mouth screaming to stop, and even their blood splatting on the road. It was nearly sunset, and there was I sitting on the ground ignoring all of this. And when Farrae finished, the first thing she did was to check me. Alas, I was not around anymore. I was gone, more precisely, kidnapped. And just so you know, her slave watched me and didn't even spare a drop of sweat on me.
I was knocked out at first, and when I was back, I was strapped onto a chair. It was the attackers that Farrae took care about. But by hearing their voices, I could tell it was different people. They whispered something before talking to me. As if planning what they were gonna say. And in the process, I heard them saying 'Torture'.
You see, I'm not a superhuman. I'm not a courageous woman so to say. You may have noticed my cowardice but I have my reasons. I am a pacifist. And when kidnappers say 'Torture', my first response is revealing every bit of information I have, including my date birth and full name. Well, I was about to when suddenly, their radio started acting up. It was Farrae trying to communicate with them.
(Marys)..I am safe...finally.."
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"(Farrae)...Hello !!! Hello !!!! You, who took my zombie wikipedia, I propose a trade. Give my tool back and I'll give back your two friends here. Hurry or I might end up killing one of these two. Later !"
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"(Marys)..Well, almost safe.....omg."
To be continued.
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