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Christa's Story

"Hey."

I blinked and looked up. It had been several hours since I'd been thrown in here, and out of sheer exhaustion, I couldn't help falling asleep. No one was in the room except myself and Christa, so I looked over at her. "You talking to me?" I muttered.

She quirked her eyebrows at me. "No, I'm talking to the rat in the corner. His name is Clancy."

I looked around. There was a carcass in the corner that looked like it might once have been a rat. "Hmm... he looks more like a Gus to me."

She laughed or at least attempted to. "Nice one... actually, I was talking to you."

I nodded. "I figured, after your joke. So... uh... hi?"

She nods at the door. "What do you think of our host? H

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