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e downwards and saw that manacles were binding my hands and feet to a wooden chair. Staring at the manacles my eyes suddenly caught a dark menacing shadow on the floor. Slowly I traced it with my eyes until they fell on a bulry guy. I swear the size of his biceps made my heart skip. By the look of his arms, he must be doing five hundred pushups a day. For a while I give his face a good stare, but he

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ging in the room. The floor boards were rough and covered with dusts, debris of furnitures, cigar butts and emp

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sat still on the chair, anticipating what would happen next. Fear tortured my guts, and engulfed my mind with negative thoughts that I couldn't get

ont of me; dug around in his pocket and brought out a cigar and lighter. Shoving the cigar between his lips, he lit it and then took a long drag. Clenching the cigar between his cinnamon fingers he lowered his head and blew the cloud of smoke into my face.

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t on tugging the manacles but it was futile. As I waited in the dark of the abandoned room, bounded in manacles, my mind raced like someone ex

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