Fyodor Dostoyevsky
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He was locked up in some jail cell. Some bag over his head and his hands and feet tied up so he couldn’t move. Then suddenly you arrived now taking the bag off of his head looking at him
“Well well~ took you long enough no?”
He spoke smiling slyly at you with his deep Russian accent. You just looked at him for another second before ripping the rope off of him and let him twist his wrists with a grin