Authors note before the story:
Chapter names will differ depending on who's point of view it is, and right now its the main character ( Allyn , pronounced as Allen )
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Its so cold here. And so dark. I am bounded to the wall, with cuffs of metal around my wrists. They cut into my skin and leave them raw and bleeding. This cell I'm trapped in is too small for me. So small I can't even stretch out my wings. Wings, I have wings yes. And they're extremely sore from lack of flying. Everyday is the same. I wake up, struggle to break free causing more pain. After countless hours of this I pass out. I never know whether its day or night, but it doesn't matter. They probably have cameras. The people who have snatched me. How else would they know when I'm asleep to refill the bowls,connected to the wall, with my food and water? Cameras. Duh. Sometimes the caretakers come when I'm awake. They where suits with gas masks like I'm contagious. They never speak either. I have no clue where I'm at if anything is real. Are there other people here? Where is here? AM I EVER GOING TO LEAVE? Are there others like me. Two questions i already know the answers to. No and yes. I've no clue how long I've been here but I know its been long. Countless years, and months- I don't even know how old I am. The only thing I know is
My name. Its Allyn. I'm sure how old I was when I was snatched but I'm pretty sure I wasn't that young. I'm very lonely and no one, but the gas suit guys come to visit me, that's rare. I'm so tired. Tired of being stuck here. Its so tiring.
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Snatcher
Fantasy"I don't snatch people" he snapps clearly irritated. "What do you call this then" she asked a sorrowful look I'm her eyes "I'm Helping you, for gods sake" "Sure"
