Chapter 43

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"I mean, how, is the better question."

The man speaks again, seemingly to himself.

My eyes swim as the cold metallic being

Threatens my throbbing ear with that strange, painful memory.

The man notices my feeble attempts of escape.

"Don't be afraid, miss. Nothing is out of the ordinary."

Isn't everything.

The voice erupts again.

Simultaneously, a shadow drops from somewhere

Behind the man, withering

As my mouth opens in a soundless scream.

I blackout as the cold metal machine barks like an angry dog.

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