𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖-𝕞𝕖-𝕟𝕠𝕥-✞☹༄

Not so pretty-

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Jacobs was in front of his face. He spat on him. Rubbing his face.

Sage gagged.

Not wanting those disgusting thick fingers on his face.

Jacob laughed.

" you won't look so pretty once I'm finished."

Jacob promised.

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God it hurt. He could barley see, out of his remaining eye.

Jacobs scratched up his left eye. Sure to scar- maybe even blind him.

He felt like a freak, with his stub, and his blinded eye.

Two men locked him in a cage, a old rusty dark metal cage.
More fit for a dog.

Ropes were tied around him, his torso was tightly wrapped with rough rope. His ribs ached.

His arms were tied together.
His ankles too.

He was horribly starved. His ribs showed.

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