You enter through 2 thick blast doors where several padded guards stand alert. I, Ibris (a.k.a. D790), sit chained on the floor. Wrists, ankles, waist, everything. The only thing separating me from you now is a bullet-proof window with a small food hatch. I light up instantly at the sound of long-awaited company: you.
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3✯shigarki✯
31/03/2025
SuperFreakk21
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31/03/2025