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As much as I was starving to the point that I would even eat raw meat, I still needed answers. “What comes next?” My voice was weak as I stared at the man.

He nodded towards the tray of food. “I said you should eat, ma’am.”

I continued staring at him as my tears released hot tears, my heart burning. I was so weary physically, emotionally, and mentally. “Why are you doing this? Please, I’m begging you..” I sobbed, kneeling on the hard dirty floor as more tears flowed from my eyes.

“Please what? I’m not the one you should be begging,” He replied, looking a bit uncomfortable. “Now, get up from the floor and eat the damn food.” His voice took on a scary tone that shook me to my bones.

Glancing at the dead body and not wanting to end up like that, I stood up from the floor, wiped my face, and sniffled. “Okay, okay.” I did not even recognize my own voice.

“If you’re worried that it’s going to be like that porridge from prison, then be assured that it’s not. I only did that because I nee
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