Fantality #Wattys2017

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I wake up feeling dizzy. It almost took a few minutes before I realized that I am flatly lying on the cold floor, face down. My body hurts like hell.

I first notice the vast and magnificent floors. It's very majestic looking. Am I in a mansion or castle? Or somewhere a rich person lives in?

I looked up and saw someone's face who has deep emerald green eyes with long, black, curly hair in front of me.

"GUYS!" I heard him yelled. "GUYS!" he repeated.

"What is it again, Eight?" I heard someone responded in an exasperated tone.

Later on, I heard footsteps coming towards our location.

"Who is this?"

"Who is that?"

"I just said that."

Surprisingly, I felt someone is poking my back. I groaned and turned around.

"Who are you?" a girl with a long, dark hair and thoughtful eyes politely asks, looking still tall despite of her kneeling position.

I started to get myself together and slowly get up, still sitting on the floor.

"Where am I?" I ask at the girl kneeling beside me.

"You know, woman? How about you try not to answer our question with an another question? Now, who are you?" a tall, muscular guy with long, dark hair asks in an irritatedly tone.

"Nine, calm down," a very attractive guy with dark blonde hair interrupts.

And there it hit me. "Nine?" I uttered. I can tell that everyone is looking at me right now intently.

I pinched my arm by intention. I winced in pain, closing my eyes and hoping this was just all a dream.

"You know me?" someone asks, causing to open my eyes abruptly.

Oh great, it's real. They're still here. I'm still here.

I saw him narrowing his dark eyes at me.