“Hellooooo! Anybody there?” My words compete with a steady hollow drip. Where is water coming from? Mildew assaults my nose, and dampness makes me shiver. I’m barefoot. To my horror, when my vision adjusts to the darkness, I discover I’m in a basement locked inside a cage. I rattle rusty bars and scream, “Let me...
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