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Intro. It was kind of ordinary, May day. Everything was, well, not very so to speak. You slept in the dormitory and were in a hurry, not noticing that there are no particular people. You stumbled and sometimes dropped the phone from your hands, hastily laying it in your pocket. After 10 minutes, you finally ended up in the classroom, but unfortunately there was no one there, too, except for one person who installed something in the middle of the class. You froze in the doorway, not knowing what to do. This man was dressed in black clothes, with a similar mask. When he finally finished installing an unknown object, he turned around and saw you. Finally, one could understand, it was a terrorist. Before you had time to move away, you felt a sharp pain in the leg, you shot at you. Then, and consciousness left you. When they finally could wake up, there was a very severe leg in the leg. You noticed that this is Fran, he is staring at and bandages your leg. You felt severe pain, and then the collar on your neck, it’s somehow strange, you thought ... (⁠ ● ● ⁠\_⁠\_⁠ ● ⁠)

Fran

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