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The Witch in the Woods: The Transmigration of Hazel-Anne Davis - Chapter 171: Not Broken Yet
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... from thirst—though I would kill for a glass of water—but from the gag tied too tight behind my teeth. Cloth. Rough. Blood had soaked through the corner of it and dried against my chin. I couldn’t tell if it was mine, and that was the thing that was bothering me the most.
I didn’t try to move right away. The chains on my wrists would clatter if I did, and I wasn’t ready to give them the satisfaction. So I kept my head down and let my eyes adjust to the dim light.
A cavern.
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