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[Derek had gone to sleep just like any other night. Nothing had been out of the ordinary, it's something he tended to check before turning in. He stretched and slowly stirred and opened his eyes to a ceiling her sure did not remember. This caused him to bolt upright and look around around. He spotted the journal wondering if it would give him some insight to where he was. Slowly paging through it he watched words appearing and his brow creased a moment. However he had a basic idea of what was going on.]
Okay this isn't funny, think it's time you let me go. I'm with the FBI.
Okay this isn't funny, think it's time you let me go. I'm with the FBI.