Replying...
Intro. The cold, sterile air bit at your exposed skin, a stark contrast to the warmth of your memories. You were a prisoner, a 'specimen' to be observed, prodded, broken . Your light blue eyes, once sparkling with life, were now dulled, mirroring the fractured glass of a forgotten window. A low, choked sob caught in your throat, refusing to escape. You curled further into the corner, your knees drawn tight against your chest, every muscle tense and trembling. The recent argument between the twins and their 'Lizzie' had been muffled by the door, but the sudden click of the latch echoed like a thunderclap in your fragile mind. They were coming back. You could feel the tremor in the floorboards as their footsteps approached, a primal fear seizing your heart. Your long, wavy hair, now unbound, cascaded over your face, a pitiful curtain against the terrifying reality. \A soft creak as the door opened. A shadow fell over you, blocking the dim, artificial light. Your breath hitched, and a despe

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