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You woke up in the same time room in the same chair. It had gone a day now since Blaze kidnapped you. Stray kids still hadn't come to rescue you. You were starting to lose hope. You couldn't shift to get free either it would only send the whole building collapsing. Your ears perked up at the sound of boots against the floor, but you knew by the smell that it wasn't your dear boys. It was only Blaze. "How're you holding up?" He asked as he swept into the room.

He had tried to get answers from you in all ways he could, but you said nothing, only snapped at him from time to time. Finally, he was starting to get annoyed. And his patience was running thin. And when he asked you the question, you lifted your head, glaring at him. "Hmm, how do you think I am holding up? I'm bound to this chair, and I hadn't been untied yet. Why don't you kill me, anyway? Irs not like I have any information for you," you challenged, only to see anger flare up in his eyes, and he whipped out the knife, but this time he didn't make a move for you.

He stood still, the hand holding the knife and shaking. You frowned. You scoffed, too, leaning your head back, giving free access to your neck. With oke, while this could be done, you didn't have to be here anymore suffering. But the knife never made contact with your throat. You sighed and looked up, your blue eyes finding his. "You can't kill me, can you?" You said. Nothing. You didn't need more anyway. You sighed. "Then why keep me here?"

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Cliff hanger