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... e face. He woke up with a start, spitting out wet straw and water that tasted like manure.
"Get up, you little shit! Another day of work! Horses don’t clean themselves!" shouted a thick, hoarse voice.
Haru got up, dizzy. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand.
"What the hell was that?"
He had heard that phrase before. Yesterday. No... today? Before the attack. Before that killer mutilated him and everything went black.
A shiver ran down his spine. ...
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