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It’s dark.
It’s so dark that Dex couldn't even tell whether his eyes were open or not. And it hurt too, every muscle in his body screeched with unfathomable pain.
Where am I?
He tried to sit up in a sudden burst of adrenaline, but the chains were so tight that they almost knocked him out again. He turned his head, defeated, and there stood metal bars, and behind them was a dark-cloaked figure, with an image of an eye on the sleeve.
It spoke:
