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... he heavy wooden door, the sound of creaking hinges breaking the silence that pervaded the room. In the dimly lit room, a single flickering bulb cast an eerie glow over Diego, the bearded man whose name they finally found out, bound to a chair in the center of the floor.
His only clothes—trousers—were bloodied and torn, and his eyes, wild and fearful, darted around with confusion and dread. On his neck hung a white cloth dirtied with sweat, tears, and snot, and stained red with blood. It ...
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