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... little light available was from the pale glow of an old, flickering television set.
Gwen sat slouched in her chair, still tied up, with rough ropes digging into her wrists and ankles, leaving them red and sore.
On the other side of the room, Dark Elf lounged lazily on an old, sagging sofa. One leg hung over the armrest, and she casually munched on a bag of chips, looking as though she’d done this a hundred times before.
On the screen, Judy Cho droned on about the highly a ...
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