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~Abella 

A soft click by my ear wakes me. 

For a moment, all I see is darkness. I try sit up, but my arms don’t respond. My wrists, which dangle above my shoulders, are shrouded in a cool, hard metal, which as I startle fully awake, the yanks of protest don’t free me. Chains clang together, a signal of my capture, even if I’m still too groggy to determine where I am, or who has tied me down. 

I’m in a

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