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He could not believe it, He should be dead, but he's not? He remembered quite clearly, Baby had lured him into the scooping room and then boom, scooped. Which made him wonder how was he still alive, and standing in the middle of the street with PURPLE SKIN!?
"What happened To me!?" screamed Micheal as he ran to his house to get away from any public places and get a better look at what happened to him. He didn't seem to see the many pairs of eyes watching him from the sewer
A/N: pretty short but it will get longer when I get to this part in my main fanfiction