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Chapter 18: Never should have been broken

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In a place far colder than the rest of the estate. Stone walls. Iron doors. Dim, red-tinted lights. Her breath grew shallow.

She was about to turn back… when she heard it.

A voice. Guttural. Pleading.

Followed by the sound of metal scraping.

Then… a scream.

She froze.

More voices. Low murmurs. Then laughter.

Male laughter.

And one voice deep, smooth, commanding.

Gun.

She tiptoed closer, heart hammering like a war drum. She reached a thick wooden doorway slightly cracked open. She dared a look through the slit.

And instantly regretted it.

A man naked, bloodied, trembling was chained upright to a metal cross in the center of a dimly lit underground room. Blood streamed down his chest. His face was swollen. He was barely conscious.

Around him stood five men. One held a glowing rod.
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