Chapter 63
Crow had been pulled by the shackle through the darkness for what felt like hours. He had been trying to pull the shackle around his neck off throughout the journey in the darkness. Damn it! Why won’t this come off! He gave it another tug, to no success, as a rip in the dark space appeared and he was thrown into what appeared to be a dark place filled with cold stone floors and metal bars to ensure he stayed where he was thrown. By instinct alone, he quickly got up on his feet and dashed to the bars in an attempt to free himself from his cell. He grasped his hands on the bars and was prepared to rip the bars off the walls when he heard a voice behind him and he felt a burning sensation in the palms of his hands. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” A raspy voice began to speak from beh
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