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... h his nose in sharp pulls.
Where?
His arms wouldn’t move. He tried again, harder. Something cold and metallic dug into his wrists. They’re wrapped tight around his wrists, biting into skin.
"Where am I?"
The words died in his throat. As something filled his mouth. A gag. Tied so tight his jaw ached.
He forced his eyes open wider. Blinked. Tried to see.
But he couldn’t.
Just darkness. No shapes, no light at all.
Nothing at all.
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