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The next time I open my eyes, I’m somewhere very dark. The only light coming in is from a small window that’s right under the ceiling. I get up slowly to a sitting position, and slightly shake my head, so that the fogginess I feel will go away. “I would not do that if I were you…” I turn my head to the masculine voice that spoke. There I saw a man with long light brown hair, and blue eyes, watching me carefully. He was chained to the wall by the hand and he looked like he has been there for at least a month. Then my eyes fall on a figure lying down on his legs. I feel bile coming up my throat. “Miranda!” I try to get up fully so that I can go to her, but I get held back by the chains put in my hand. “Relax, she’s okay… I wanted to check on you too, but you were far away, and you did
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