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Daevir woke, groggy and disoriented. It was dark - too dark to make out where he was, he thought, until he blinked and realized he was, in fact, wearing a blindfold. This was not a great start.
As he went through the process of reacquainting himself with his existence in reality, he came to several other realizations, none of which made the situation any better. His arms were tied behind his back and shackled to something. His ankles were also shackled to something. And worst of all, there was a collar on his neck - heavy, solid and inflexible.
"Shit," he muttered thickly through the lingering fogginess, and was rewarded by a pointed toe jabbing into his ribs.
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Daevir woke, groggy and disoriented. It was dark - too dark to make out where he was, he thought, until he blinked and realized he was, in fact, wearing a blindfold. This was not a great start.
As he went through the process of reacquainting himself with his existence in reality, he came to several other realizations, none of which made the situation any better. His arms were tied behind his back and shackled to something. His ankles were also shackled to something. And worst of all, there was a collar on his neck - heavy, solid and inflexible.
"Shit," he muttered thickly through the lingering fogginess, and was rewarded by a pointed toe jabbing into his ribs.
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