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Laughter surrounds her. Cold, unfeeling laughter. Delighting in her torment, in her despair.

She struggles against the ropes binding her. Twisting, feeling it cut into her skin. She can feel the bonds loosening a bit. Two more twists and she will be free.

Steel encircles her wrists where the rope had been. No escape. A shadowy figure watches her, a white rose clasped in his hands.

She screams.

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