CH 6
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Ok just a friendly tip for ya, being forceably draged into a room is NOT fun, no matter what you see on TV! Anyways I was being forceably draged into a room. Once I was inside the room i looked around, and barely held back a scream of pure terror, there was a man at a desk sitting there, stareing at me. This man was no ordnary man, half of his face was burnt off and the other half was covered in horriable scars, he was bald so i could see more scars on his head. He was dressed as if he was color blind or had just robbed a hobo.
"ah yes target number 1 or as your given name, Pyronetica." The man said
I just stared, i had never heard such a horriable voice, it was like nales on a chalkboard.
"But" the man said "I believe you go by Krissy? Now tell me how would you have come up with a name like that? Ah but of course, your mother, Christy"
I tensed at the mention of my mom
"But she is gone, is she not?" He conntinued "Lost in a fire?"
"Shut up" I said
He just laughed
the sound was worce than his voice
"why am I here?" I asked, trying to play the innocent little girl
He laughed again
I winced
"Don't try that on me little girl, you know well why you are here, after all you did this"He said gesturing to his face"to me"
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