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Can you imagine what it must be like to enter a room and suddenly have eight different guys staring at you? When you can feel their eyes crawling all over you like deranged bugs, you know that something is up.
I should have known that tonight could only get worse.
For the record, they did not look like sleazy criminals. At least not all of them. There were two questionable-looking guys seated at the far end of the living room, but apart from that each and everyone one of them seemed decent in their own way.
Or at least that was what I thought, until all eight of them suddenly attacked me lifted me from the ground. I tried to scream in horror, completely freaked out and not understanding what the hell was going on. But then they carried me like a log all the way to the back of the
