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They were listening.

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Listening

Blood dripped down from my arms to my legs. I was bound to a pole in an empty room with nothing but a mirror to look ...

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They Were Listening

I crept silently through then corridor, the occasional creak of the floorboards abruptly halting me in my path. The...

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Interrogation

They were listening. I wasn't worried though, It's not like I had anything important to say. Just knowing that they w...

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