I felt my eyes close lost my grip on the counter and my head smashed against the hardwood floor.
The last conscious though I had was of how much it was going to hurt when I woke up again.
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"Remember us..."
I ran after them, trying to get to them.
The man shoved me off the path toward them who told me those words.
Flames lot up around me in a pentagram, and I could hear spellbook chants.
Wake up Sang! This isn't real!
My eyes snapped open and I banged on the door, but it was no use.
"Subject 193, or more commonly known as Sang Sorenson, sixteen, female, average five foot two, predictive," said a monotone voice.
I curled up in the corner after banging on the door.
But there was only one question in my head at that particular moment.
Where the hell was I?