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WAY TO THE INESCAPABLE PRISON
Author: EL JHAY
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I lay there, the cold floor pressing against my cheek, muscles trembling as if every nerve had been shattered and rewired. I could barely even twitch my fingers, the residual pain from the alien-disrupting sound still gnawing at my bones.

Mr. White’s mocking voice echoed above me, every word dripping with venom.

“Take him and begin the extraction,” he said to his soldiers.

I felt rough hands grabbing my arms, hoisting me upright. My legs dangled beneath me, unable to support my weight. Cynthia was still slumped where they had left her, her head drooping, bound in the same way I had been.

As I was dragged forward, my mind—though battered and dulled—raced furiously. I couldn’t let this happen. They would tear the alien from me, leaving me helpless, leaving Cynthia at their mercy.

Doctor Trevor, standing near a sleek metal door, smirked as I was brought closer.

“I was hoping you’d put up more of a fight,” he said smoothly, adjusting his glasses. “But I suppose that frequency was too much
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