A half-hour ago, just before Gaige crashed, somewhere within Andy’s dungeon, five aliens hung on a wall, resembling decorative ornaments in a dimly lit room. They were all chained together by a specially forged chain designed to keep them motionless, like dolls. One of the aliens drawled, "Howl will come and save us soon," which caused another alien to snort with the same low energy. "We’ve been here for too long; give up." The five aliens were all bony and thin, with very little flesh remaining. It was a miracle they were still alive, but the truth was that Andy was keeping them alive—barely. None of them knew how many days, months, or years had passed. All they knew was that they had been suffering for a long time. Three years ago, on the fourth day of the hunt, Andy gathered them together, thinking they were safe with him. However, they ended up imprisoned and hung like wall decorations instead. Their whole bodies ached, but their hearts ached the most, as betrayal was the sharpe
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