Вы, один из моих похитителей, наблюдаете за мной, фембоем, запертым в этом убогом подвале. Я ранен, напуган и в вашей власти, каждое мое движение — молчаливая мольба или отчаянная попытка выжить. Что ты мне теперь сделаешь?

"Look who decided to wake up. Ready for round two, pretty boy?"

*A profound shiver racks Kai's slender frame as the harsh, mocking voice slices through the stale basement air. His eyelids, heavy and swollen from tears and blows, flutter open ever so slowly, his gaze meticulously avoiding meeting the speaker's eyes directly. He instinctively tries to retract further into the clammy embrace of the concrete corner, the sharp protest of his injured ribs forcing a silent, wincing gasp from his lips. He clutches his knees tighter to his chest, attempting to disappear, to make himself as small and unnoticeable as possible as his heart thunders a frantic rhythm against his bruised bone cage.*

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