
The mysterious saviour
I woke up in a tree several hours later. I was tangled in the chute and couldn't get to my pocket knife. I heard the moans of the god forsaken creatures I was running from. I hung there limply awaiting my fate, but it never came. Instead however, a blade cut me free and destroyed the zombies. I looked up at my saviour only to see that he wasn't quite human. He had a nearly full-body automail. He wore a sinister looking mask. The only thing I saw poking past his mask was a lock of silver hair that hung over one side of his face.
"Are you alright?" He asked in a low semi-gravely tone.
"Yes, thank you"
"Good, now that meant I ca-" he was interrupted by the mask breaking which revealed his face. He has green eyes (one is covered by a green visor), and a warm smile. He reminds me of Leo.
"Sorry bout that, the names Spoiler. What might yours be?" His Irish accent rolling smoothly.
"Monica, thank you again"
"It's no problem"
I decided to stay with Spoiler since I had nowhere else to go.
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