VOA no longer felt like a sanctuary but rather a mirage and we were desert wanderers.

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It was as if hell itself had taken human form and come up from the abyss.

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We were all pawns easily discarded at the whims of monsters, some of whom were younger than me.

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Inside, I screamed for help but the words knew better than to escape my lips.

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He was a nobody. Yet and still, he held the gun and therfore all of the power.

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May my hands fall from my wrists before I kill an artist like yourself,' said the man in black. 'I would as soon destroy da Vinci. However'—and here he clubbed Inigo's head with the butt of his sword—'since I can't have you following me either, please understand that I hold you in the highest respect.

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