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... nd each time he tried to stand. After three weeks of unbearable torture, he was grateful for each breath.
He had every reason to be angry or at least relieved at his rescue. His own comrades had abandoned him to Mika’s cruelty.
But he felt nothing.
No hatred, no anger.
He just wanted to stand on his own two feet, then make Mika’s death swift and painless.
She was the type to moan during torture. Her psychopathic nature would crave a slow, brutal death. And ...
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