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Imagine you woke up one day and suddenly your whole world was upsidedown. Everything you believed in suddenly doesn´t make any sense. You feel alone and helpless. That´s how I feel right now, in this tiny room locked up by some strange men.  You probably don´t know what I´m talking about so I guess I´ll have to start from the beginning.
It all started a couple weeks ago. I woke up late, like I did most Saturdays, but when I left my room I found the house empty. There was no sign of my parents or siblings. I checked everywhere, even the backyard. I tried calling, but I couldn´t reach them. I was starting to get worried. I ate breakfast and got dressed quickly. I was leaving my house to go to the police station, when a black van stopped in front of my house. Three men stepped out of the van wearing black suits and sunglasses and grabed me, forcing me into the van with men. I tried to fight them but they were too strong for me. They gaged me and blindfolded me.
I´m not sure how long we drove for, but it felt like ages to me. Finally, we arrived at our destination. They took of the blindfold so I could walk. I was standing in a sort of clearing in the middle of nowhere in front of a huge glass building. Without saying anything they pushed me inside and took me down some hallways to the room I find myself in right now.

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