B.R.O.T.H.E.R.S
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Prologue:
I'm chained down, hands, ankles bleeding.
I'm blind, all I can smell is the dirt on my feet.
Locked away in a noise proof room, all I can hear is a loud ringing of silence.
The pain shoots through my body, every muscle aching.
The only wish I have is to die.
A/N
should I continue?
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