>*claps hands like a 5 yr old* Yeah, good idea!<
Kalia followed suit and dove to Amyn. She landed gracefully with Sorell next to her and stood, her hands on her hips.
"What are you doing, following us like that?" she asked, giving Amyn a slight glare.
Before she could answer, all three were seized by rough hands, and before anyone could do anything, bags were over their heads and they had been tied up. Kalia screamed as the three were roughly picked up or dragged to where ever they were being taken. Kalia, who was being dragged, was knocked unconscious as her head struck a large rock.
>Good?<
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"Feeling like a freak on a leash, feeling like I have no release. How many times have I felt diseased? Nothing in my life is free, is free.... Sometimes I cannot take this place, sometimes it's my life I can taste." - Korn 'Freak on a Leash'
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