INVASION - HERO OF THE AQUANTIS

INVASION - HERO OF THE AQUANTIS

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Yellow lamps which were mounted on the dirty and rusty walls were lightening up the giant hall, giving a dim light to the surroundings. He was in a small cage with twenty-five other friends like himself. He looked at them intently. None of them were moving. Their white skin was yellow and black, and their eye pupils, which were normally supposed to be golden yellow, were grey and big. They were laying lifeless. He held his heart that was in his belly with four hands and tried to stop the throb, but it was futile. His heart was about to explode.
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