Hacker's POV It's cold, my lips are dry. I can't move my arms and legs, I can't see, I can't speak. I can't do anything. I can feel the chains rapped around me, it's heavy but I can managed. First time to be caught and they did a very good job at welcoming me. It's the coldest welcome ever. I grinned, even know there's a muzzle covering my mouth. I want to laughed at them, to bad I can't see who they are. I want to give them death glares. I'm itching to full a dagger and stab them all. I can feel they are examining me from a far, but they are to scared to come near me. I don't even know where I am right now, but I guess I'm in a different room. Like what I heard they put me on isolation. Am I that special? “So Hacker, do
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