[ The only thing they can do is really watch from this wall they're tightly strapped to. He witnesses the scene, blood going cold unlike before where it boiled while his anger festered. Why do these murder games force them to suffer in front of an audience...? Can't they have the peace of solitude, where they can nurse their own wounds before they are ready to reach out to others?
Is this interesting to whoever's watching?
Closing his eyes, he takes in a deep breath. They have to stay strong and move forward. ]
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Is this interesting to whoever's watching?
Closing his eyes, he takes in a deep breath. They have to stay strong and move forward. ]