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I did everything he told me to do; nothing more and nothing less. If I knew this is where it would get me, a cube with blank walls and a metal bed, than I would have ran. I would have ran as fast as I can, as far away as I could. But that would have done me no good, for I would have only looked more guilty. So now I'm only left with only one choice: To find who did this and end them. They deserve to be here, not me.
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