Thomas' blood ran cold, and he almost threw up. How was he supposed to know why he was here? He didn't even know where here was! The sound of his heart pumped more and more blood to his throbbing head was so loud now he thought his head might explode. "You look confused" the voice said disapprovingly "you can't even remember what you did, can you?" Thomas couldn't, he had never done anything to anyone that he knew of. "Even though I should take your silence as an incorrect answer and drop your sorry carcass head first, I'm going to give you a hint. Would you like that?" The voice asked and Thomas nodded his head as much as he could. "Ok, listen closely" the voice cooed as if talking to a child "my name is Devin Garrett." At the sound of the name he knew why he was here and he finally threw up food he couldn't remember eating.
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Street Sweeper
رعبThomas Dean wakes up tied to a chair in a small room only illuminated by a computer screen that reads "Confess and pay." What is this all about? Confess to what? What is the price for this supposed transgression?
