Thrown to the Lions

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"Put her in cell 643. She'll either be scared straight or they will kill her and that treachery with her." The Head Jailer commanded, dismissing me to my apparent doom. His words draining my of what mind I had left, leaving me completely unaware as the guards carried out his words. The guards were mildly surprised by my rag doll level resistance but non the less clutched my arms to the point of bruising as they dragged me down countless floors into the deeps of the prison.

Upon final arrival all care was put into opening the door. When that was done the guards quickly thrust my limp form in hastily locking the cell and leaving me behind.

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