Get Out While You Still Can
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Ongoing5m
Last published Sat, Dec 31, 2016
She began to thrust her body back and forth. Her teeth quenching hard to the bandages forced into her mouth. She opened her eyes as she screamed. The water inside the tank filling inside her body. She had been taken into a solitary place as a experiment. For Days She was tortured. Where is her hero?
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