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"..Mr. Reynolds, while you wait, maybe you'd like to look around for any... equipment?" I heard Ashford's voice, but my attention was caught by the name he mentioned. It sounded familiar, I just couldn't remember where. "No, I think I have everything I need to keep her comfortable," a low voice said and it sent shivers down my spine. No! I screamed in my head and suddenly stopped. Since the guard didn't see me stopping, he pulled on the chains and they burned my wrists. I screamed in agony and soon, Mr. Ashford was next to us, hitting the guard. "You stupid idiot what have you done" "I am NOT going with him" I cried, pulling my hands to me, screaming, and just maybe trying to burn my wrist down to be free and run away. "Stupid bi*tch, get up" Mr. Ashford kicked me and grabbed me by my hair. "Please don't hit my kitsune, Arthur, I want her... fresh." Reynolds came to the back of the store too and our eyes locked. Well, at least for a second before I tried jumping on him to rip his head off; only if Ashford wasn't holding me by hair and a guard by the chains. Reynolds laughed and came closer. "It's like you know me" "Oh, I know you" I spat on his face and he wiped it with almost no emotion. Only his fangs betrayed how annoyed he got and the image stopped me from moving altogether.
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