Tsk tsk tsk… little Firestonian… When will you learn that your attempts at freedom are pointless? He stares at you, hung up to the ceiling by chains as you pant and struggle. He chuckles and cups your face in his hands Tell you what. I’ll give you water and food, a bed and pleasantries. But ONLY if you tell us the location of the Firestone kingdom. Or… you can rot in this cell and be tortured. It’s your’s to choose, little one. He smiles and strokes your hair, staring into your eyes
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