Chapter THREE

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"There!" The soldier shouted. "Damn, run!" I yelled. But I didn't have to say it. They were already running. But the stupid soldiers had stupid bikes so we were soon cornered. "Look for the weakest link."I whispered to the others. "There." I saw a soldier who was limping. "On three...run. One...two...three!" We ran and I twisted a soldier's arm. Someone grabbed my neck and I felt my air-ways being cut off, so I grabbed his arm and flipped him over. Then a gun shot sounded, and everyone in the bazaar began to run. Then Van pelt or whats-his-face appeared and smiled. "Hello Doctor. I believe you have something of mine." "We just want to go home." Spencer said. 'That will just make it worse, stupid.' I thought. Yep, right on cue his dogs raised their guns. Just then, a smoke-bomb rolled in front of us. "Come on!" Someone grabbed my arm and pulled me. I followed blindly. Either this was an NPC or a player. Either way, I'll take my chances. They lead me down a sewer or...something. Fridge was about to speak but whoever saved us made the sign to be quiet and some soldiers ran over us. "I need you to follow me and do exactly as I say." he told us. 

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