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... Don't know, I have amnesia."
"Gender?"
"Let me see...male."
"Race?"
"Probably not a dog?"
"Past experiences?"
"I really don't know, I have amnesia."
...
Blood Mad Hunter Emma observed the interrogation room through the two-way mirror, listening to the cult leader's nonchalant and reckless responses to the questioning. Her eyes turned to slits and her fingernails grew long in anger.
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