[No...they can't. Once they're free, somewhere in the back if their mind, they know what they'd do. They'd burn it all and they'd slaughter the survivors. The death of the people outside wouldn't be enough to pay for their sins if they didn't do it themself.
They lower their hands and touch the ground. It feels like flesh and iron bars at the same time.
It feels like ages ago. In a small room, in a body that was still not their own, they asked a single question.]
...help me. Please...someone...anyone. Help me...!
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[No...they can't. Once they're free, somewhere in the back if their mind, they know what they'd do. They'd burn it all and they'd slaughter the survivors. The death of the people outside wouldn't be enough to pay for their sins if they didn't do it themself.
They lower their hands and touch the ground. It feels like flesh and iron bars at the same time.
It feels like ages ago. In a small room, in a body that was still not their own, they asked a single question.]
...help me. Please...someone...anyone. Help me...!