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Author: Favihann
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I flipped my eyes open to a dark room and tired to a chair at the center of that room.

It was minuscule with only a bulb hanging low above my end illuminating the room and a medium-sized table sat beside the chair I was tied to.

My head still hurt from the assault earlier and I could barely manage to sit up and properly take in my surroundings.

It looked like an investigation room however, it wouldn't be with both of my hands tied to the chair.

I was abducted. Definitely.

Few minutes later, a man, looking over 50 in casual wear, strolled in.

He brought a seat along, positioned it before me and settled on it.

I raised a brow at him, anticipating an explanation on why the hell I was abducted.

The man said nothing and just took out a cigarette and a lighter, lit the cigarette and took a drag.

“What the hell is happening? Who are you?”

I finally voiced out, my voice hoarse. Had I been unconscious for long?

The room was dark and had no window, I couldn't tell if it was already day or if
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