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(Open rp? I'm the girl in the pick. Keep pg 15) What the crap?!" I pant and keep running. I didn't know where I was or what happened. I actually didn't even remember my name. I was pretty beaten up and malnourished. I must've been in deep trouble or something because I was in an interrogation when I...made my escape in simple terms. My sides aches and I longed to just give into exhaustion. But I kept running.
Mission/Challenge: You all need to learn how to fight someday, so here is your chance. It's time for hand-to-hand combat. I'll be posting who fights who soon. Get ready. (This challenge will be worth a TON OF points)
I found the box. Tampering with evidence is a crime. But this crime had to be committed. If I didn't get rid of this box, everyone else and I could be locked in by the police. Being a teen and working for the FBI are two things that should never collide in one's life. Unfortunately for my that was my reality.
Don't ask; I have no idea if this scene will be in my story. Just inspiration in case I decide to have poor Cameron get captured by the bad guys again xD