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I open my eyes slowly feeling everything spin.

- Where am I? - I speak low seeing myself in a metallic environment

- He's already awake, good. - He says sideways to me staring at a syringe with blood.

I look down and see myself still tied to a chair.

Great, here we go.

- What are you doing? Do you want it with me? Sell me to the minions too? - I say blinking to adjust my vision.

Being a little more aware, I noticed the strong smell of blood and flesh in the environment, which was making me nauseous. I looked around seeing some pieces hanging. Because I don't smell fur, I ruled out the possibility that I was in a slaughterhouse and instead in a grocery warehouse.

- No, although it would be nice to extract money from them, but I know it wouldn't make any difference and it would be against my principles. What am I doing? Analyzing your blood to know your parentage in that hell.

- Do you know? - I say staring at him while his back was to me