Prologue
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Doc. Logan Michigan
Beat her up until all her identities emerge!
Ordered a man in a lab coat to his men, who were dressed entirely in black.
The men immediately obeyed,
Mercilessly tormenting a young girl barely in her teens.
She pleaded desperately as they shoved her face into a drum filled with water.
She was on the verge of losing her breath as they held her under,
Her body wracked with pain from the lashes they had inflicted upon her.
Nexa Voss
Please stop, have mercy.
Tears streaming down her face.
But her cries fell on deaf ears.
they pressed her head deeper into the water.
her arms restrained tightly in their grip.
She knew she could lose her breath at any moment.
It seemed like her life might end here.
If only someone would come to her rescue.
She closed her eyes as she started to lose consciousness.
She murmured in a plea before darkness consumed her.
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