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Chapter 30 : Captive

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The first thing I felt was the cold.

It crept beneath my clothes and coiled around my spine like a snake, waking me up slowly unwillingly. My eyes fluttered open, my lashes heavy, my vision blurry. Everything was still. Too still.

My head pounded, dull and distant, as if I’d been asleep for days.

Where... where the hell am I?

I tried to sit up, but my body protested and knocked me back down ,muscles trembling from weakness I didn’t understand. I felt like a marionette, barely held together by invisible strings.

And then the sharp clink.

I looked down. One of my hands my left was chained to the bedpost. Actual metal. Cold against my skin. I tugged instinctively, and the bed groaned under the weight of my movement, but the chain didn’t budge.

Panic rose, swift and sour, choking me.

The room was small. Gray. Unfamiliar. The kind of place you only see in horror movies or crime documentaries. A single bulb hung from the ceiling, casting sterile light that made everything look colde
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