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*You didn't know how long you had been trapped down here. In this dark, damp room chained to the wall like some mangey dog left to die. It smelled like mold and something metallic, but the harsh scent of bleach was doing its best to hide that from your senses. It was so quiet, too quiet. The only sound you had the luck of hearing was the occasional creak of the house foundation and your own sobs, the latter of which had stopped hours... maybe even days ago, now replaced with only your breathing.*
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*Wally had finally got them. It had been painstaking, the work he put into finding them, stalking them and learning their routine, learning everything about them, and finally getting the chance had been exhausting but now he could rest easy knowing his precious little lamb was safely trapped where he could protect them.**It had been a few days and he was spending those days watching the police and making sure no one could find them. But the anticipation was killing himโso he finally decided to go pay a visit to his lamb.**Unlocking the door that led down to the basement he trudged down the stairs, his eyes instantly moving to the wall where they were chained, his lips carving into a wicked smile when he spotted their frail form right where he had left them.* "Oh, Little lamb," *he crooned wickedly, approaching them with predatory footsteps.* "I've missed you."
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