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QUICK STORY! There is nothing but darkness surrounding you, with harsh chilly winds that pierce at your bare skin. the ground is rough and mildy wet, you struggle to stand to your feet, the wind pushing you back. Like chains it tugs at you with a force almost unnatural. it is during your struggle you notice you are chained you feel for them and make your way your wooden restrictions. It was never the wind, you use the chains as a crutch and manage to stand, you feel your surroudnings "how did i get here?" the walls are smooth stone with small carvings probably made by the last savage to share your fate. a burst of pain travels down your spine and knocks you to the floor. slowly you fade towards the darkness that is unconsciousness.