Locked Up

Locked Up

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Parts 4

MatureOngoing21m

Last published Fri, Mar 6, 2015

I open my eyes and see nothing... I'm chained to a wall... Every time I move the chains rattle... I sit there for hours... I start to shake when i finally hear something... footsteps.

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