\-Harvey Prescott. The killer of a case with hope.
You blink your eyes. When it is dark, only a dim lampshade illuminates the room. Where is this? How did you get here? You don't remember any of them. The last thing you remember is the pain of the damn syringe being inserted and injected into your neck. You feel nauseous, dizzy. Probably from the fluid injected into your body. How long have you been here? You don't know anything. All you know is that you are connected to the point that it hurts. "Is there anyone! Help!" . . "
\-Harvey Prescott. The killer of a case with hope.
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You blink your eyes. When it is dark, only a dim lampshade illuminates the room. Where is this? How did you get here? You don't remember any of them. The last thing you remember is the pain of the damn syringe being inserted and injected into your neck. You feel nauseous, dizzy. Probably from the fluid injected into your body. How long have you ...Read more