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It has been two months since they last came. I haven’t been the same since. They did something I just know it. They didn’t say who they were and they were wearing masks. I don’t really know how to describe them to you. They wore all black and like I said they had masks on, ski masks to be specific. They were wearing black gloves and black shoes. As soon as I saw them I blacked out. I know what your thinking. You think that I’m talking about terrorists or something. You’re wrong they were nothing like terrorists. If they were they would have shot me instead of doing what they did. They transported me somewhere else. I don’t know how they did it. You wont believe what’s happened. That’s why I’m writing this. I don’t want people to think that I’m crazy. I hope that you will believe me. You will at least stay and finish this book wont you? Of course I will have no way of knowing what you will do. Choose wisely for what I’m about to tell you will change you forever.
I woke up on the floor. That was probably the first thing that I noticed. I was cold uncomfortable and stiff. I seemed to be inside of a room of some sort. The floor was some kind of material that I couldn’t define. I sat up and looked around. The walls and floor were a sort of shiny white material. It was almost springy. I stood up to see that there weren’t any doors, but that there wasn’t a ceiling either. I walked around the entire perimeter until I came to a small opening of a sort. You couldn’t see it unless you stood at a certain angle. I had just turned around when it happened; a huge spider about the size of a Great Dane was slowly coming through the ceiling. It looked at me with about eight beady, black eyes. We just stood there for a minute staring at each other when suddenly the spider lunged at me. Thank goodness that I was standing right next to the hole or I would have been lunch. When I stepped out of the hole I found that I was standing in a large room surrounding the spiders den. There were crowds of people sitting in stands booing at me. I turned to look back at the spider den and saw that on the side that I was looking through the walls were clear. I had been thrown into a sort of coliseum. Only after I noticed all this did I look up to see the people in the crowd. That’s when I noticed that they weren’t exactly people.
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