A Puppet Rise For System Boss Allen

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Allen's body convulsed on the floor, his eyes scrunched shut behind the sunglasses. He was gasping for breath, his chest heaving with sobs.

A woman cane forward, dressed in what seemed like a lab coat and stared at Allen with contempt.

Her voice cut through the air, irritation etched in her tone. "That's enough, Mr. Allen. Stop pretending."

But Allen couldn't stop. The memories kept coming, a relentless barrage of images and emotions that threatened to tear him apart.

The other people in the room exchanged skeptical glances. "He's faking it, Dr. Taylor." one of them said to the woman.

Dr. Taylor's expression turned cold. "Mr. Allen, I warn you. Stop this charade immediately."

But Allen's body continued to shake, his face contorted in anguish. He was beyond control, lost in a maelstrom of memories that refused to let him go.

"Stop it!" Dr. Taylor's voice rose to a shout. "Stop it now!"

But Allen couldn't stop. He was trapped in a living nightmare, and the memories just kept coming.

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