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... of steel restraints against his wrists and the dull hum of fluorescent lights overhead. His vision blurred, and the room swam before his eyes, slowly coming into focus.
'Where the hell am I? My head hurts like hell.' He thought, disoriented.
The stark white walls of the underground facility made for a vividly sharp contrast with the sterile, clinical smell that permeated the air. The place seemed like a research lab—or rather, it was a lab.
He tried to move, but his body ...
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