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Chapter 5 by TheProletariat TheProletariat

Who will buy?

A tall hooded figure.

"Sold for 20 gold pieces!" the auctioneer said before you were blindfolded and then carted off.

Time passes, two nights pass, the air becomes cool. Your body is weak from the mild starvation and dire lack of water. The cage door is thrown open and you are led into a cell of flagstone. They shackle your limbs to the wall behind you. You are fitted with a thick iron collar digs into your neck causing trouble in your ability to breathe without heavy irritation.

What shall you do?

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