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... own the stone corridor like a scream with no throat. Chains bit into his wrists, heavy links that dragged at his shoulders and bruised bone. Aiden stumbled once on the uneven floor before the guards shoved him forward into the cell.
The door slammed again, bolts sliding into place with a cruel finality.
And then silence.
Only the drip of water from somewhere unseen. The stink of damp straw, mold, and old piss clung to the air like a second skin.
Aiden leaned back ...
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