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... fore his mind could even fully process the danger, his entire frame began to tremble violently. Water dripped from his soaked clothes onto the concrete floor, the sound echoing through the dimly lit warehouse like a ticking clock counting down his fate. His lips quivered as he struggled to speak, voice broken and desperate.
"No... no, please, Mr.William," James stammered, blinking rapidly as if that would help clear the fear clouding his vision. "That’s not what happened, I swear to you. ...
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