You fluttered your eyes open, looking around, you where moving fast, held in a giant hand with pink painted nails. Realizing the situation your heart began to pound, you looked up to see the face of your kidnapper.
It was a young high school student, with very light brown, almost orange looking eyes and dark brown hair, that was in a ponytail. She was running across the street at the moment. You yelled to get her attention, at no use, She was running to fast.
After a while of running you realized she had a rucksack, bouncing around as she ran. Suddenly, hands began to come out, grabbing at air, then falling in again, this girl was not friendly, she was some sort of gatherer. She stopped for a minute, and through you in the bag.
As you fell, you hit something, hard, and knocked it over. Looking around in the bag with the small bit of daylight creeping in through the open crack you saw it was a man. Actually alot of people, the bag was filled with 50 occupants, struggling to get out.
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