Your sitting in the damp, musty and disgusting cell the chains digging into your wrists. You pull your arm across your face trying the bleeding gash on your forehead. Every move is a dull ache, sitting still worsens that ache. Your muscles are sore and tense. The unstoppable feeling of dread fills you.
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