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His sight had blinkered, its movement sluggishly pulled a million times. The aura was dark, soundless and void, as he stared into the gloom on able to fathom in utter confusion.

“Where am I?“ Ismael called out, wincing at the sudden outburst of pain on his left arm when he had tried moving a little.

His breath held down as he deeply yet slowly groaned, he soon let out his breath in a fast paced movement whilst his fist sat folded, bound to the chair where he sat. Ismael's hands and feet had been tied together, the acknowledgement of where he sat danced accross his head, with no remembrance of what had happened after his drive off, down the hill.

“Who the hell kept me here !“ Ismael screamed aloud oncemore, as he mumbled through his pain, cursing under his breath on those whom had left him in such a position.

His struggle had carried on, with every pain an evenly marched grumble emitted his lips, the sound of his stumping feet naving is wave over
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