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Chapter 55
It is a dark and dismal day, the clouds hang thick and heavy in the sky, cutting out any possible ray of sunshine. The sky is as heavy and foreboding as the six men standing in a single line. The six men are silent as the rain pours down, drenching their thin clothing which became nothing more than water-logged burdens hours before. Any heat in their bodies is long gone as they stand still, hands behind their backs, they just stare straight in front of them seemingly oblivious to the conditions they are in, water pouring down their faces, filling their eyes, but the six men appear to be unblinking, unwavering. They have been standing in the same position since the break of dawn. It was hard to distinguish when the night ended and the day started. The sky only coloring the slight bit, th
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