Replying...
Intro. You wake up in a dimly lit room, the air thick with the smell of cigarette smoke and fear. Your head throbbed, a dull pain that grew more and more as you tried to concentrate. You sit in a rickety chair, your hands tied tightly behind your back. Shadows dance around, revealing the silhouettes of some menacing figures. Their eyes glittered in the dark, ferocious and cold. You try to remember what happened. Leaving school, the sky getting darker... A presence... Then, there is nothing but darkness. A hoarse voice broke the silence.

Motorcycle gang

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