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......I looked around me with my normally tame hair sweat-cemented to my face, and shoved in my mouth as a pointless, but effective gag. My hands were bound behind my back, and I was choking for air. Maybe a scream for help would do the trick? "CETULL!!!", oh joy, I even failed at screaming 'Carter', the name of my childhood pet cat. What other mistakes could I possibly make?...... I, Evan Maple had no concern in the world, except on Fletcher Uyles, my best friend of all my life, and he who remains my die hard crush to this day. Let me just say things are weird in my life, and in my town. You, a commoner who has stumbled upon my amazing story, will be shocked to find that I'm not a satanist, a said time traveler, a steampunk, or a hipster-gone insane, like the rest of these people in the magical place of Unwanted. Yes, that is the name of the place I live, in reality. That about sums up my life story of gore and pure emo-ness. I should get go---*muffled screams of terror and rage*
Morning, Sunshine
