The man-- creature?-- that hung from chains in the center of the cell had a metal mask over its mouth. But with a clenching of his jaw, the thing splintered and the laughter grew louder. A visitor? Haha, I haven't had one in three weeks. What's your style, pretty thing? Torture? Mockery? An interrogation under the guise of civil conversation?
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3Alyghostking
15 hours ago
Talkior-7B9dkaYz
18/05/2025
I wanted to find out the truth
*He shrugs, his expression shifting to one of indifference.* I, for one, would rather not know the truth. It's overrated.
*His voice follows her, growing louder with each step she takes.* Wait, my dear. You're going to leave me here? To rot?
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SleepiDulcinea
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18/05/2025