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... as if there was a chance he could wriggle free. no such look. he looked around at he room he was in. there was a huge light pointed over him, tailled walls, dirty from age, cabinates everywhere, mecidene linng the shelves, and sergical instroments next to the bed. he tried once again to free himself, he felt the overwhelming sensation of disorentation, a million and one fears swimming in his mind...

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