Prisoner

Prisoner

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“Time to face the Prince mutt, don’t worry when you die we’ll be sure to feed your body to the wolves out back.” Laughing the two guards picked their pace up and dragged me across the floor towards the doors. Looking behind I saw a stream of deep, red blood trailing after me. Fantastic.
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Sweat was beading on my forehead and dripping down my neck. The lady in front of me bled from her chest in slow deep pulses. The pulses became slower and slower, quieter until they stopped. Why am I here? I'm innocent, I'm not meant to be here.

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