40] Someone Help Me

I wriggle about, my body aches. Somethings digging into my back and the air tastes awfully shallow. It smells of dirt, timber and rain.

My mind continues to run out of the darkness that captor so kindly forced upon me.

I whine, reaching up to touch my throbbing head. "What the.." I groan.

My elb...

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