The Fight Against Better Living Industries

***Fun Ghoul's POV****
Am I dead?
I open my eyes but all I see is a blinding light. The sharp pain in my head is making me dizzy. I try sitting up but someone gently presses me down.
"No don't get up," a women says softly,"just rest."
"What happened? Where am I?"
I feel for my stomach, I feel a bandage, and when I press down on my stomach, I feel a terrible soreness.
"You got hurt." The lady says to me.
"How did I get hurt?" I asked really confused.
I reach for my forehead and feel a bandage.
She seems to hesitate, "Someone shot you," the lady states with concern in her voice.
I shoot up, so that I'm sitting on the bed.
"Who shot me?" I look at the lady sitting in front of me. She had dark curly hair and she looks like she hasn't slept in forever.
She has a smile on her face, she is happy about something but there is something else behind that smile.
I look around, I'm in a room, it's plain, it clean.
Where am I? And who is she?
"Who are you?" I ask her.
Her smile drops almost instantly.
"I'm Midnight."

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