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“The newbies are being delivered right to my door. I like that. Makes my job a whole lot easier.”
Max pushed past the others. The disc had opened up into a dank, dimly lit cave. A combination of urine and sick hung heavy in the air. He covered his face and breathed into his sleeve, but it didn’t help. His throat and tongue were coated. His stomach twisted into a knot. He swallowed to keep from gagging. “What is this place? Where are we?”
A squat, old man shuffled towards him. His stained, torn clothes hung off his thin body. He scratched his head and pushed his long, greasy hair to the side, then ran his hand over his beard. He was caked in dirt and grime. The smell coming off him was so strong, one could almost see it swirling around his body. He narrowed his eyes. “Didn’t anyone ex
