Chapter three: Black Bags

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*BANG*
I am awaken by a loud banging noise. It sounds like a car door closing. I had no clue that I blacked out. I also had no clue what had happened before I blacked out. "Where am I?" I wonder. My fur is ruffled and my ears are drooping. Strange because I'm a German shepherd and our ears do not droop normally. I knew something was wrong when I realized this. It's dark and cold. I wiggle my nose around to smell the air but I can't. "I'm in a bag?!" I tell myself. I begin to try to stand up and move around but I can't! I'm closed in by what seems like a small bag! I then have flash backs I don't recognize. But then I remember and now I begin to believe I was kidnaped. The flashbacks are small but rapid. I her a small cry. And the a squeak. And as light howl. I begin to whimper. Lord only knows where I'm going. I feel a couple bumps and what definitely feels like a giant truck hitting a whole in the rode. I am completely clue less on where I am now.
"Notoka, *sniff* Notoka?" I hear a little voice say. It sounds like my little brother's! Then wherever I am shifts and I roll. That's when I see that my bag is slightly see through. Then what feels like a truck comes to a halt. I see two big doors swing open. I am right in font of them. The light hurts my eyes and I clench them shut. Then I feel my bag get yanked and I open my eyes to see what's happening. I see a big 18wheeler with a bunch of turtles pulling black bags out of the back of it. It begins to recede away.

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