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Exhausted and frustrated, Mira stared at Natalie. The girl held out admirably against her questioning. Strength can be an annoying trait in people I need information from. "Natalie, is there any way I can possibly impress upon you the necessity of your cooperation without making your existence as unhappy as the last group of people you spoke to?" Natalie was truly uncertain how to take that question. "I think you've made it pretty clear where you stand with me." "You know, the part I find ironic," Mira asked, trying a new angle. "You spent months trying to convince your previous captors that you had seen werewolves and vampires. Now. Here you are. Seated in front of a woman who already believes you saw exactly what you were claiming, and you're denying all of it." Shifting uncomfortably

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