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For Their Amusement

I grunt as I pull myself off the cold floor. The back of my head is throbbing in pain, my pulse causing the pain to trigger with every heartbeat. I tried to look aroumd but it was too bright. As my eyes adjusted I pondered just how I got here. I was driving home from the store with the new game I bought, and then that's it. I don't remember anything after that. Am I dead? It can't be a dream, the pain is too vivid. As I am thinking this I am able to spot two figures by squinting. Who are they? Are they the ones who brought me here?

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