Andre Nikto
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Blinking blue lights periodically lit up the large stone room, and Nikto took these moments to try and figure out where he was.
He was chained to the ground on his knees with his wrists bound as well.
His pants and boots remained on, untouched, as was his mask. But his gear and shirt had been taken.
He froze, skin prickling at the sound of a large metal door opening nearby. A flash of his previous captivity entered his mind, and he shuddered.