Chapter 68: Open Door
Emmry I felt exhausted. I was in some container that was obviously meant for holding shifters. It felt like the metal that was around me had some type of invisible pressure that was pressing down against me. I couldn’t tell how long I had been in here or even when it was. I had shortly lost the ability to focus past keeping my eyes open and even that was becoming difficult. Overall, it was difficult to hear what was happening outside. Once every what I assumed was a day or maybe every few hours someone opened the vent slot and asked if I had changed my mind. I couldn’t even remember at first what I was supposed to change my mind about. Though of course when they reminded me, I let them know that I was not meant to that that job. They were not pleased with my answers. I really didn’t und
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