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... retched in both directions, lined with torches.
She could hear breathing, but not her own.
It was ragged. Wet. The kind of breathing that came after a rib was broken.
She followed the sound.
The corridor narrowed. The ceiling lowered. The air tasted of iron and something astringent that burned the back of her throat.
Then she saw him and her hand flew to her mouth.
Fin.
He was hanging, wrists bound above his head by chains that glowed with ...
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