Senile

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36. Senile . . . >< "We should get you cleaned up dear, you must feel awful having to stay in those clothes all throughout yesterday" Priscilla says with a smile, she flicked her finger and the two men that had been watching me throughout last night rushed over and untied me from the chair. My hands felt lifeless just as my entire body also like I had no control whatsoever, like my body was not mine to even control in the first place, "Lift her up Wallace can't you see that she would not be able to do it for herself" she sneered that the one that had attacked and captured me, so that was his name then Wallace. He lifted me up, placed me on his shoulder and we exited the room and up a stairway I tried to take note of my surroundings but my head still felt a bit hazy, this wa

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