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Deep within an underground city, in the far corner just outside the skirt of the city lied a building that was dimly lit. Inside, a female sat in what seemed like a run-down and old holding cell. Chained down to a chair, her head drooped down, but her eyes were open. Battered and badly beaten, she seemed to of been barely clinging onto life, blood slowly seeping from the cuts and gashes. It wasn't long before the metal door flung open and dark, shadow like entities started coming in. The last one stepped in, looking completely different from the rest as it was clothed in military style clothes, and even wearing a army beret on it's head. The

After sweeping the area, making sure that every Dark Soul Flesh Eaters were dead, the two made their hasty escape out of the town. The first male looked back at the burning town; cuts, bruises, and ash riddled his face, mostly ash. "No luck..." He finally said in a dark tone of voice. The other man had his eyes closed, but somehow knew just where he was going. "True, but we did rid the world of a plague before it had spread." He responded to his companion. The first male turned his head back around and looked forward. "Even so, if we don't find her soon, there's no telling what they'll do." He said, his eyes reflecting the death that is prese

"Do you think he'll survive?" One voice asked, an echo of the voice trails behind. "I'm not sure, I'm no miracle worker." Another voice answered, the sound being that of an elderly man. The first voice was a male's one as well, but much younger in tone. "But, if he does survive, will he remember any of what had happened?" The young man asked as foot steps became evident and drew closer. 'Who am I listening to?' A voice now said, louder than both, as if the voice was right next this person, or inside whomever they were talking about. 'Where am I, anyways?' "We won't know until he wakes up." The elderly man said. Even though there were foot