We kept going. Then a strong stench suddenly hit me.The closer we got, the heavier it became, until it felt like it was coating the back of my throat.Finally, I found him, seated on the floor, somewhere behind a big metal table.I just had to believe it was him as he was the only one in the room. Otherwise, the man before me looked nothing like the monster that hunted my dreams.His head was completely shaved. One eye was gone; just an empty, ruined socket. His nose had collapsed into an ugly angle, his lips split, swollen, and crusted with old blood. A long, straight scar sliced from the middle of his chest to his belly, still fresh enough to simmer beneath the skin.There wasn't a single patch of him untouched.He sat naked with his back against the table, chains swallowing his wrists and ankles. Aside from looking so thin, he looked like someone that'd completely given up. I wasn't sure he'd even be able to escape if the gate was left open for him.Void stepped in front of him wi
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