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... ned to the wall.
His lips were cracked and dry, his tongue swollen and sticking to the roof of his mouth.
Every breath scraped his throat like sandpaper.
"Water," he croaked, his voice little more than a rasp. "Please... water..."
From outside the bars, one of the agents snapped, "Be quiet. You’ve had water."
But Marlon didn’t stop.
He lifted his head, eyes bloodshot and unfocused. "Water! Please! I’m dying..."
Another agent barked at him, ...
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