Breaking Locks
And then there, on the table, Marcelo spotted a set of keys.
It had to be one of them.
He grabbed them as fast as he could, hurriedly trying them on her shackles.
"Come on! Per l'amor del cielo! Aprire." Marcelo said anxiously as none of the keys had worked thus far.
"Jasmine, please don't leave me. Per favore chicca!" Marcelo pleaded as tears streamed down his soot covered face. His clothes wear torn or burned in several areas, the heat suffocating. Yet, he continued to try the keys, one after another. Mercifully, the last key entered with ease, freeing Jasmine's arm. Marcelo gently grabbed a hold of her while he freed her other arm.
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