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Post by Tig on Jun 22, 2009 13:40:53 GMT -5
Her eyes shot open, she found herself in a strange room, on a strange bed. It made her angry, she sat up, pushing herself off the bed. Her gaze searched the room, taking in her surroundings. Heading out of the room, she glanced down the hallway, then made her way out.
She wore a black corset, and jeans, and boots, her hair was dark, falling around her shoulders. Phoebe was no human, but a half demon, with fire powers and trust issues.
Where ever she was, how ever she got there, someone was going to pay, tenfold, she was annoyed that whatever had happened, something, or someone had managed to get her some place strange without her knowledge.
There was only one she knew who was strong enough to do that, was her father, but he was dead. At least, she hoped he was still dead, and that he didn't find a way back. Shaking her head, she denied that, it wouldn't do her good to let fear get to her now.
She just had to focus on getting back home.
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