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The Price of Knowledge

Author: Re_joyce
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-07 00:01:28

Sienna

The van lurched to a stop, and my stomach dropped with it. My wrists burned where the zip ties cut into my skin, and the musty smell of cigarettes and sweat made me want to gag. The three masked men had been silent for the entire ride, but I could feel their eyes on me through the darkness.

The back doors swung open with a screech of metal, and rough hands dragged me out. My legs buckled, they'd gone numb from sitting in the same position for what felt like hours.

"Walk," one of them grunted, shoving me forward.

I stumbled across cracked pavement toward a warehouse that looked like it belonged in a horror movie. Broken windows stared down at me like dead eyes, and rust stains streaked down the metal siding like dried blood. My heart hammered so hard I was sure they could hear it.

They shoved me through a side door into a dimly lit room that reeked of motor oil and something else I didn't want to identify. A single bulb dangled from the ceiling, casting twisted shadows on the co
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