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"The butterfly wouldn't even know it was caught at first. It would land among the silk of the trap and drink from the strands, and it would rest. It only knew its fate when it tried to leave.
Henry's favorite part was watching its wings flutter uselessly as it became ensnared."
You knew nothing other than the kind orderly Henry Creel who watched over you, who saved you, but, at the same time, you couldn't shake the feeling of his hands covering your eyes. What was on the other side of what he let you see?