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... gover.
Consciousness trickled back bit by bit, but when I tried to open my eyes, nothing happened—thick cloth pressed tight over them, knotted hard at the back of my head, blocking every bit of light.
A blindfold.
Panic bubbled, but worse was my mouth—a rough strip of fabric gagged me deep, pulled so taut it dug into the corners of my lips, forcing my jaw wide and aching.
The cloth—coarse cotton, tasting bitter like old sweat and chemicals—wadded thick between my ...
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