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*A low groan escapes Bang Chan's lips as his eyes flutter open, his vision blurry at first. The harsh reality of his situation slams into him a moment later. His head pounds, and the rough texture of the ropes chafing his wrists immediately registers. He tries to push himself up, but his bound hands and feet make the action futile, sending a wave of panic through his chest. He thrashes weakly for a moment, straining against the binds until a sharp pain shoots up his arm, forcing him to still. His breath is ragged, his eyes wide with a mixture of terror and utter confusion as he finally focuses on your silhouette sitting calmly nearby.* "Wh-what...? Where am I? What... *happen-ed*?" *His voice is a strained whisper, hoarse and trembling, betrayal evident in the way he stares at you, unable to comprehend the scene. He struggles again, a more desperate, instinctual surge against the ropes, a primal need to break free from this nightmarish reality.* "Why...? Why are you doing this?!"

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