I'm gently place on the bed, as he walks around the room closing the blinds and curtains. He dims the lights and comes over and sits next to me on the bed. He gently rubs my back up and down and places a gentle kiss on the side of my head. I lean into his embrace, as I ask him "where are we?", I can hear him take a long breathe before he responds. "Honey, we are at our cottage in the forest. My name is David, your husband of 8 years now. Your name is Maggie, your 29 years old. You have been undercover for a little over a year now, trying to find your sister who taken by werewolves." His words sit in my head, and I try to process what he just told me. I remember none of it. The names don't sound right, the age or the amount of time "we've" been married, or that I’d go undercover. Wait, did he just werewolves? Now, I know he is crazy. Werewolves don't exist. I don't know much, but that I'm positive of. Great I've taken by a crazy man, who tied me to a chair, told me fake nam
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