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... y noticing the scent of sweat, blood, and rot that always clung to these walls. The moment he stepped inside, his gaze locked onto her.
Avery.
She stood in the center of it all, trembling. Her hands were limp at her sides, but her entire body seemed to tremble with something wrong.
Everything around her was still.
The guards, the prisoners in their cells, even the filth-ridden criminals who had lived through the worst kinds of torment... all of them were frozen, t ...
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