My name is Hannah. I'm fourteen. At the consent of my mother, I was taken from my home, and am currently being dissected by the government in some sick experiment. My body, cut open and mutilated, is lying on a nearby cot. My head is being preserved, detached from my body, floating in a jar filled with an unknown, goo-like substance. One of the heartless surgeons who participated in this cruel procedure has accidentally and unknowingly knocked over the jar my head has been floating in for the last twelve hours. I have managed to drag myself to a nearby open laptop with my tongue, only to find the website open was fanfiction.net. I have been typing for the last hour with my tongue (inducing many tongue cramps), in the hopes that one fellow fanfic user out there will find and assist me before I find my untimely death. Please, I beg of you. I don't want to die reading crappy naruto fanfiction.