Queeto Zaynx

Queeto Zaynx

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Relax. Breathe. Focus. Secrets. When told are no longer kept your own. ...The sweet smell of men consumed the room. Reaching for the light switch was difficult as the darkness swallowed up my soul. "Don't turn the light on, do not illuminate the room... demanded a faint, trembling voice ... "The spirits don't like it."
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I woke up sitting in a chair with my hands tied behind me and my head pounding, I couldn't see much of anything past myself under the lamp beating down on my head. I tried to look around it was no use the rest of the room was too dark, I could hear voices from outside the door but I couldn't make out what the two men were talking about, as I thought that the door opened a crack and I just could make out what was being discussed....

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