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Chapter 10 by perviously perviously

Sure you want to leave?

Yeah

One holding each of your arms, they march you up the stairs and take you out to the street.

"Stand here and count to 100" they tell you, putting you up against a wall with the traffic noise close behind you. By the time you turn around they are long gone.

What's next?

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