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It was dark, cold, and eerie in the cave he was put in. He could hear their taunting voices and menacing echoes which terrified the hell out of him.
His skin prickled and danced with goosebumps, his heart hammered in fear and anticipation of the next sharp objects that would penetrate his skin, and the darkness through the blindfolds was a companion he was too scared to let go.
The air was filled with the stench of his blood and the scent of the wicked souls that were making his life and body horrific.
He wondered what he did wrong, where he went wrong, or what his parents had done for him to deserve this gruesome act.
Wait! He thought he already escaped this, so why was it happening again?
“He's too strong and stubborn, he refused to die.” A voice said and his Adam apples bobbe
