There are times in your life when everything feels too perfect to go wrong. Mine wasn’t like that. At the height of perfection, it all shattered.One moment, I was in my home, surrounded by warmth, laughter, and the smell of fresh paint on my canvas. The next, I was drowning in the stench of death, mold, and something far more sinister.The world I knew was gone. Now, I existed in a nightmare.A sudden explosion of ice-cold water crashed against my body, wrenching me back to reality. I gasped, choking on the bitter, metallic taste that seeped into my mouth. Blood. Sweat. Dirt. It slid down my skin like a second layer of filth, making me shudder violently."Up, whore."The voice was sharp, dripping with cruel amusement. A heavy boot pressed against my ribs, nudging me like I was nothing more than a discarded rag. My body jerked, but my hands—bound in thick, rusted chains—held me in place.A sharp sting ran through my wrists where the metal bit into my skin. The scent of rotting flesh,
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