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... the keys to my chains and the door, but I was still in a daze. The van had landed upright, which meant the water was rising from the floor up.
Already, it was over my ankles, and the cold seeped into my bones, even though I was in the prison-issued boots.
I tried to stand, but the chains around my legs made it impossible for me to do so. The chain connecting my wrists to my waist meant I couldn’t raise my hands above my chest. I was trapped.
The realisation seemed to trig ...
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