The room was dimly lit, and a stale smell hung in the air. Sarah slowly regained consciousness, her head throbbing with pain. She blinked her eyes open and found herself sitting in a cold metal chair, her hands bound tightly behind her back.Beside her, John stirred and groaned, his eyes fluttering open. He looked around, his face filled with confusion and concern."Sarah, are you alright?" John whispered, his voice strained."I'm... I'm okay, John," Sarah replied, her voice trembling slightly. "But I think we're in even deeper trouble now."Just as Sarah finished speaking, the door swung open, and a man dressed in a pristine suit entered the room. He exuded an air of authority, his piercing gaze fixating on Sarah and John."Ah, the dynamic duo," the man said with a cold smile. "You've caused quite a stir, haven't you?""Who are you?" Sarah demanded, trying to conceal her fear.The man chuckled and approached them, circling the chairs they were bound to."Let's just say I'm the one wh
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