The bright yellow light blared in your eyes, the dark atmosphere in the room holding a sense of dread. You were finally caught, the blood stained your hands.
Your hands were cuffed to the table. Your legs bound to a heavy spiked ball connected with chains, ensuring you donβt flee. You knew what you did.
A man walked in the room, fixing his glasses before sitting opposite of you.
β Itβs been quite the cat and mouse chase, donβt you agree? β His face was blank, eyes piercing you.
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