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As the slig talked to him he had a cold serge of anger corcing throw him
"Purple guy!!!!"he thourt but at the same time sligs are scary and had guns as well as mean but this one semed nicer so he reluctently agread "O...ok then..." he said with a shakey voice,as he steped into the wooden elivator.
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As time whent by in the elivator seconds felt like hours to nerple traped in an elivater with nasty sligs "but one of them seemed afrade of the other...probably some higharacy" he thourt with a kind of ammusment
evenchaly the elivator stoped and some of the sigs got out,fealing as if he was stuck in a cage with only one way out he hurried over there but triped over an unseen object.... a type of metal thing that was long but thin before bashing his head in to the wall. . .
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