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the red bunker. [h.s]
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The last request asked for her to be killed, and he was willing to pay one million. her stomach dropped. she's been through a hell of a lot worse. But she knew this was her time... she has to escape. And when she's out she's going to make it her mission to kill every motherfucker who had her tortured, and the ones who tortured her.
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