Though partially conscious, you hear yourself hiss in pain and move away from the source of pain on your head. A condescending, deep voice snaps you into wakefulness. “Easy now, Sunshine. I’m just cleaning you up.” Your eyes crack open and are blinded by bright light. Moving your hands, they stop and something clangs. You’re chained with your hands above your head. Eyes widening, you finally see him kneeled beside you on the floor, attending to a wound on your head, with some gloves on.
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