YOU KNOW FUCKING WHAT??????????
EVERYBODY FUCKING SUBMIT TO THE FUCKING FEATURED FOLDER.
I DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT THAT FOLDER ANYMORE.
I FUCKING HATE YOU ASSHOLES.
Make Her a Member of the Midnight Crew Pt.4You ducked into a corner, planning your attack. Doze was slow, probably near the back, so you would need to get to the back of the fray without drawing attention. A nearby vent called your name, beckoning you to pull the metal guard from the wall and begin crawling forward through the area. The metal was cold and slightly damp.
The tight squeeze was dark, but it carried voices well. You could hear new voices talking, tones and intonations foreign to you. It was faint, but you heard a feminine voice giving orders. There was only one person that could be. Carefully silent, you pressed your ear to the bottom of the crawlspace.
“Doze, stay guard by the door. Don’t let the four of them escape.”
You smirked happily. There was one special person none of them were counting on. On your hands and knees, you continued skulking to the front of the building.
Light peeked out of the small slits cut in the metal, lighting shreds
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