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... left. I walked further into the room, and a strong odor of blood filled my nostrils, I was familiar with the odor. Conrad would always get into fights in the bar and come back home all injured.
I walked further into the room. A voice echoed in the room.
"Please help me." It sounded like a little boy.
He was a little boy. He was tied to the chair, he didn’t look a day older than sixteen, why is he here?
There was blood on his body, the room reeked of blood and alc ...
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