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My eyes open. Everything's blurry at first, my mind groggy. Where am I? I wonder. What am I doing here? Why does my head hurt so much? I hear voices in the distance, but I'm still too groggy to hear anything. I make out a few words here and there, but my mind's still a mess, and I feel so dizzy. I want to throw up.

Mumbling something that seems so jumbled to me, I throw up, leaning on my side. Returning to lying on my back, I groan, as the shouting grows louder. "Shut up," I mumble. "Too loud... Stop talking, Karrie." But none of the voices sound like Karrie's. Where's Karrie? What happened? It's too tiring to think, so I go under the waves, the sounds getting lower and muddled up, as if I were underwater. I black out once more.

When I come too a second time, my mind is still groggy, but not as badly as before. Now there's silence. Where am I? I wonder for the second time. Too tired to think still, I black out again. This continues to happen for another two times, before I finally wake up, my mind not groggy at all. I open my eyes, but it's dark. I can barely see anything. I sit up, groaning. "Where am I?" I ask aloud, looking around, trying to peer into the darkness.

The place smelt musty and stale. It smelt old and damp. Not a place I would usually be in. As I try to remember what happened, it slowly returns to me. "Damnit!" I cry. "What the hell did that dude do to me? I knew he was creepy! How dare he kidnap me!" I start ranting and raving to myself, trying to figure out why this has happened to me, all the while hoping Karrie was alright.
xD nice to know

Thanks Rai.

I'll post a starter when I get home.
Maybe the police have been suspicious of them, and when he others were brought in, the police could've gone to arrest them too?
xD I always like challenges, which is sometimes why I create challenging characters.

Anyway, where are all the characters located right now?
@Rai it stays a passive skill. And can be resisted by people. It just depends on their personality.

I will go into more detail at some point in terms of their spells and special abilities.
I would like to join, but I won't be able to post a cs for the next few days.
Alura didn't really want to go, but there was no choice. She needed to provide for you younger siblings. Even with the help of Esmee, there were still four others to look after. Hunter and Tanner weren't making it any easier either. They were just teenage boys, still wanting to muck around, and that didn't help with looking after the twin nine year olds.

Sighing, she receives help with her make up and hair, before slipping into the turquoise dress. Only a few more hours until the ball starts. When she arrives, her mask firmly plastered on her face, she feels incredibly nervous; terrified even. What if she messes up? That thought terrifies her the most. Trying to shake it off, she heads into the ballroom, aiming for a corner, so that she wouldn't have to interact with anyone. She didn't know anyone.

Eventually, the Prince emerges. "Thank you for coming. I look forward to meeting each and every one of you. Please, enjoy the party."

Who would enjoy the party? Oh, yeah. Other girls. Alura sighs, wishing she were back home, with the troublesome teenage boys, and adorable twins that were waiting for her. Hell, she wished Esmee was able to come with her, but someone had to look out for the other four, since the older boys weren't mature enough yet. "I hope you're alright, Esmee," she mumbles to herself. She watches and observes everything from the corner she stands in.
Does that mean they'd be questioned as well?
As we walk along the street, chatting about boys, fashion and Mr Cullen, I still can't get that weird feeling that I'm being watched. I look around, but because the place is so busy, it's hard to pinpoint who it is that might be watching me. "Karrie, do you feel like someone's watching you?" I ask. She blinks.

"No. Are you feeling alright? How are you supposed to feel whether someone's watching you or not?" I shrug.

"Probably my imagination or something, but I feel like someone's creepily stalking us."

"Let's get home as quickly as we can then," Karrie smiles. I nod in response, but don't stop looking around. I hear footsteps behind us, and stiffen. The creepy feeling is growing stronger for some reason. I try to act casually and normally, and I hope it's working for Karrie's sake. I'm never wrong, but I believe whoever's watching, is dangerous; very dangerous.

A hand touches my shoulder, and it takes everything in me not to jump, squeal or flinch. I slowly turn my head to look at the person touching me. Even the touch felt creepy. I notice a pretty hot guy. "Hey, sweetheart. I saw you just yesterday walking along this road with your friend here, and I kinda fell in love at first sight." He grins at me.

I frown and purse my lips, pulling away from him, and standing my ground, my arms crossed against my chest. Karrie turns to watch what I do. "And what does that have anything to do with me?" I ask coldly. His grin was creepy. Everything about him screamed 'creep' and 'danger'.

"Well sweetheart, I was wondering if you would like to go on a date with me."

Before I could say anything, Karrie screams "Yes!" Scowling at Karrie, I shake my head.

"I'm sorry, but I d-" I'm cut off with her hand covering my mouth.

"She will go with you. Like now. Right now." She shoves me at the guy, and backs away. "See you later, Essie! Tell me what happens tonight!" My jaw drops, as I watch her sprint away after winking and mouthing 'he's hot.'

I sigh, running a hand through my hair. His grip on me turns bruising. "Come with me, if you want your friend to live," he whispers in my ear. I freeze, feeling terrified now. I follow him, as he leads me into an alley. I feel a prick in my neck, before the world suddenly turns black.
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