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"Do what?
-You don't have the right to keep me prisoner! I want to get out here, now!"
You laughed and looked at me.

"It's for your own good that we do that.
- Being locked up and not being able to escape is for my own good? You really have a problem in this agency..."

You turned your gaze and whispered something that I didn't hear.

"What did you say?
-No-nothing. Stay here until we pick you up."

As I watched you leave the room, the only thing I felt for you was hatred.

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