Chapter 7

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There wasn't anything inside, that I could see. Sinister's chair was unmanned, and I frowned as I saw the faded stain of blood to the side of the chair. caution flooded my mind. Suddenly a shadow came into view and I was attacked. Attacked is an overstatement. I was jumped on. My gun clattered to the floor as I was jumped on. My reflexes kicked in a second too late and I fell to the floor with the body of Calla throwing punches at me. Tears poured down her face and she was screaming Russian at me. "chertov d'yavol! pochemu ty grebanyy privel menya syuda! pochemu ty ne ubil menya!!!" (You f*****g devil! Why did you bring me here?! Why didn't you just kill me!!!) Her voice screeched through the halls and I ducked a punch she threw at me. I swung myself around and her light body f

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