Tracing his grimy fingers across the prisoners face, he savoured the fear that filled its eyes. They both knew what fate had in store for the prisoner; one of them cherished thought while the other one chocked on his own anxiety. He wished in tongues of what his God yearned from his pathetic existence. Just like how they both knew what was coming they both new the god that he talked about.
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