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Finding hidden secrets.

CYRUS’ Point of view. I exhaled softly, a puff of smoke escaping my lips at the action. Pressing the butt of my cigarette against the bentex glass ashtray, I clicked my tongue frustrated as the fire went out, a low hiss complementing the process.

I left the wooden chair I was seated on, my mask lying dutifully on the table that accompanied it as I practically threw myself on my bed. The furniture let out a familiar round of creaks at my weight, moving a bit but staying firmly upright nonetheless.

Pressing my face against my pillow, I let out a muffled groan. From the corner of my eye, I took notice of a little ray of light escaping through a small hole in the curtain. I gritted my teeth, not bothering to make vain efforts at trying to adjust it, as I made a mental note to tell one of the members to help me get thicker ones from town tomorrow, or maybe later today would be better.

It'd been a little more than two weeks since we rescued Baekalis, and since we kept her here. We had la
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