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Bryan slowly awoke with a pounding head in a cellar, to the sides were bare peeling walls, below was a hard wooden floor, and above was a single harsh light in the middle of the room. His ripped tee-shirt was gone, so were his shoes. Only his jeans and socks were left to cover him. He gasped for air, the pain in his gut told him that he hadn't been unconscious for long. "Hey Jas, our 'guest' is awake" said a voice. "'bout time!" came the sharp response.
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