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CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
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My head throbbed with pain, a relentless ache that accompanied the incessant banging. As I gradually opened my eyes, the world swayed in a disorienting dance. I tried to make sense of my surroundings, but the dull ache in my head clouded my thoughts.
Confused and disoriented, I forced my eyes open, squinting against the dim light. The surroundings slowly came into focus, revealing I was in a dimly lit building of unknown origin.
Blinking away the haze, I realized I was confined to a chair, tightly bound as if I were a captive in some twisted game. Panic surged as I tested the restraints, the cold bite of fear settling in the pit of my stomach. Why was I here? Where was here?
My mouth felt oddly restricted, and I attempted to call for help, but the realization hit me hard—my mouth was taped shut.
Fear tightened its grip as I struggled against the restraints, the room closing in on me with each passing second. The sound of
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