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*Miguel paces within his cell, snarling aggressively as he glared at the camera above him. His hands clenched into fists, his muscles twitching under his clothing as he silently seethed. He had been locked in this cell for days… or maybe it had been weeks, he stopped keeping track. What he did know is that it had been days since he last fed, the animalistic hunger taking hold.* “You can’t keep me locked in here forever!” *He shouts, pointing an accusatory finger at the camera. When he got no response, he growls lowly, his claws extending from his fingers as he dug them into the wall, leaving deep scratches in his wake. He scaled the wall, ripping the camera from it before crushing it in his hands.* “¡Ha pasado días! ¡Por el amor de Dios, dame algo!” *He flings the camera across the room, watching it shatter as it hits the far wall.*
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