Forgotten Past RPG

Lol its okay, nether does mine.

ic: Jack walked behind them all seeing as he was the only guy.

Marrissa walked slowly infront watching where she stepped. "How on earth are we going to get out?" she asked stopping eventually.
 
Monica stared at the ceiling, thinking. What happened? Where am I? Who am I? What's my name? She slowly closed her eyes, breathing in a deep breath. "Monica..." She whispered, opening her eyes and sitting up. "Monica. My name is Monica!" She said, standing up with newfound energy.
 
Marrissa stumbled and fell tipping on a wire. She winced slightly in pain as she hit the ground.
"Marrissa are you okay?" Jack asked stooping next to her.
"It's my ankle" she said still in pain.
He felt around it. "It's not broken, maybe twisted but you should be fine" he said. "Where did this come from?" he touched the wire whcih had been made from very fine thin meterial. It would have been very hard to see if she hadnt had tripped on it.
 
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