Chapter II I hate mornings

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"Ughh my head hurts like... like... my head hurts so bad I can't even think of a metaphor" Cat said to herself... at least she thought she was alone.

She got up and saw that she was laying in a room. It was a very... bland room. It had a mini fridge, a t.v., a dresser, and the bed she was laying on. She got up and walked to the fridge to see what was in it.
When she opened it was filled with her favorite foods and drinks. Leftover pizza, fruit cups, soda, and energy drinks,.
She went over to the dresser and opened the drawers. It was filled with her favorite clothes and some extra. It included band tees, skinny jeans, and some workout clothes.
"Weird, whoever put me here knew me verrry well" she said
"I do know you well. I have been watching you for awhile now."
"AHHH" She screamed
She turned around to see a man that looked like her. He looked oddly familiar.
"Whoo are you" she asked
"That's not important right know" he said.
But she couldn't take her mind off the way he looked. It was... so familiar. She placed it as paranoia.
"All you need to know is that there is someone who is out to lets say... Kill you" he ended

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