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. It's metal studs dripping with fresh blood.The interrogator breathe

the ceiling. The black hood covering the convict's head aspirates near the

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broken bones. Pool of blood at his fe

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was constricted to his arms, back, legs, and fe

special orders like this. There were no restrictions o

dred seeping red cuts on the person's back. It looked like a

The interrogator expected him to be a man with a strong bulky build. But he

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ordinary power. Those blue eyes stay fixated on the figure hanging from the ceiling. Not b

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er he was considered to be the worst kind of evil to have ever walked on earth. Him getting caugh

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jumping on his feet. Within the next 5 sec

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ound the hanging body, like a predator circling its wounded prey. The King's heavy footsteps echo in the

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een a prerogative issue

loods in. And then it squirms, wriggling in the cha

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king whiffs the person

s are fixed on mine when the rope is pulled and life dr

wn hair to tumble down in waves. Red, tear-strained brown ey