Samantha

You walk down a long hallway, finally stopping at a door. Uneasily you push it open and you're faced with auburn hair. The hair flys at you, brushing against your cheek as it flies by. The girl had a pair of glasses covering part of her face while a Pink Moustache covered around her nose to her chin. You stared into her grey-blue eyes, while she started into yours. "Can I help you?" She asked in a odd voice.

"Y-Yeah, where am I?" You blurt out. The girl's face showed a puzzled look before she raised her head to reply.

"I have no idea. You can't escape now," The girl seemed to cackle with amusement at your fear.

"H-Help!" You scream and run towards the door. You attempt to open it, but it was locked, you resort to banging against it. "Help!" The girl grabs you and sits you down in a chair that seemed to appear there. In front of you was a wooden office desk and a chair.

"Welcome to my humble abode. It's my room, where I am given food and water. Paper and pencils are also my necessity. You'll get your room sooner or later," She laughed and handed you a slip of paper. "Sign your name," She stated. You shift nervously and grab a pencil from the holder, signing your name. The thing is you might have written your name down, or not. Your username was your choice, welcome to my profile.
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