Chapter 1

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I wake up to darkness, my arms bound and my body aching. The air is thick with the scent of mold and dampness, making it hard to breathe. My mind is hazy, and I struggle to remember how I got here. Then it hits me: the ambush, the villains, the overwhelming force dragging me away from everything I knew. Panic sets in as I realize I'm alone. No one's coming for me. Days blur into weeks, and I lose track of time. They don't feed me often, and the water they give me is barely enough to keep me alive. Torture becomes a daily routine. They ask me about UA, about the supposed betrayal. I scream until my voice gives out, insisting I know nothing. But they don't believe me. They never do. The nights are the worst. The silence is deafening, broken only by the sound of my own ragged breathing. I can't sleep. Everytime I close my eyes, the darkness feels like it's closing in on me, suffocating me. Fear becomes my constant companion. Every creak, every whisper of sound outside my cell sends me into a frenzy. Hope fades away, replaced by a creeping insanity. My mind fractures under the relentless pressure. Hunger gnaws at my insides, a constant reminder of my captivity. When they finally throw another prisoner into my cell, desperation overcomes me. I don't think. I just act. The taste of blood is foreign, metallic, but it fuels a primal part of me that I didn't know existed. I devour them, tearing flesh with a ferocity that terrifies me.

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