Run
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I hear muffled voices over the sound of my ears ringing, my eyes not yet ready to cooperate. Straining my hearing I can make out Mindy and Clay to be the owners of said voices.
'Where the f**k are we? And why would you rather jump out of a plane with that b***h than with your own mate! Your a f*****g pathetic excuse for a man, that's why your not Alpha yet.'
'Oh just shut up. She is fragile, that's why I jumped with her and you damn well know it.'
With a groan I try to push myself onto my elbows and assess the damage. That is when I realize that I am laying on top of Clay's chest.
Gently getting up, I have pounding headache, and a couple of broken ribs judging by the pain. By some miracle though Clay didn't brake anything even with me landing on top of him. My eyes travel to Mindy who is inspecting her ruined manicure and then they land on David, sitting a few metres away. He is staring at something. I slowly crawl towards him as Clay gets up and start to argue with Mindy again. I decide to stop next to him, and as I look up, I let out a high pitched scream because there in front of us lies the pilot, burned beyond recognition. I cover my mouth with my hand and turn to David putting my face in his shoulder. Then we all heard it.. The sound of quad bikes speeding toward us.
The minute they stopped the guys seem to become rigid.
Seven men in total. Seven huge men with weird tattoos on there arms and bare chests. When the first one spoke a chill ran down my spine...
The one who seems to be they're leading spoke with a sinister grin 'Well well well, what do we have here boys, hehe looks like we found them. What? Aren't you gonna try and run?'
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