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Lucielle held her breath, anxiously looking around, observing the room around her. She didn't know where she was, how she got there, or how long she would have to be there. All she knew is that she was stuck in a plain, undecorated, pale white room. She had her suspicions, assuming this was one of her friend's psychotic breaks. Someone was bound to save her, right? She'd find out later on, that she was dead wrong.All Rights Reserved

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