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((John POV))

I was alone in a darkened room. I could still feel the blood dripping from my head as the hooded man left. I'm not sure how long I've been here. I'm not sure of what time it was. I just wished I was dead like everyone thought I was.

They wanted to break him. They wanted to hurt him. They wanted to burn him. But I'm sure he was over me by now. If only they'd kill me.

Death would be welcomed with open arms.


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Yay! John's alive! Can you guess where he is?

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