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All she could see was ebony - that same darkness which once imprisoned her whole.
It seemed to stare back almost mockingly, a constant reminder of the inescapable nightmare she was now trapped in.
There was a stench of rot and decay that glued heavily to the air, a sickeningly sweet, coppery smell like a cloud of death.
After her head was bashed hours ago, there was dried blood sticking like tears to her face - its color aki ...
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