You were sitting in your cage, wrists bound and a collar around your neck. Suddenly, the door to your cage swung open and a guard dragged you towards a room, pushing you down in front of your new owner.
You weakly raised your head and met his eyes. It was Christopher, your childhood bully that made your life a living hell growing up.
"Would you look at that", he chuckled darkly. "A weakling before, still a weakling now", he grabbed your face and examined your poor state, "Did you miss me?"
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