Clara paused for a moment before turning to Mason, her voice clear and cruel. "You like to play games, don't you, Mr. Sanders? You think it's fun to watch people struggle in cages, don't you?"Mason shuddered and shook his head frantically. "No, no! Rebecca made me do all of that! She forced me! I never wanted to!""Hush." Clara raised a finger to her lips and cut him off. "Mr. White spent five years in the underground fighting ring. He broke seven ribs, lost four teeth, was injected with drugs, and was displayed like a zoo animal while people bet on him."With every sentence she spoke, Mason's face turned paler."Mr. White had wished," Clara straightened and announced her judgment. "For you to be there too and stay for five full years. Not one day more, not one day less. The same cage, the same rules, the same game.""No!" Mason struggled desperately. "I won't go! Rebecca! Save me! You said you'd always care about me! You said that as long as I behaved, you'd give me anything! Ma
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