Help from a witch

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After all the torture I went through, I never thought I would be still alive. My body was bruised all over, my head was literally swollen. I took in my surroundings, I wasn't chained but I lay on cold floor with what looked like an ancient cell. Another row of cells were in front of mine with men in them. I was in some sort of a smelly dungeon. I tried to sit upright but a piercing pain in my abdomen made me abort my mission. I felt really hungry and thirsty, how long was I out? Two men came and started scooping and dropping something in each cell. The men in each cell scrambled to finish that odd looking brown solid liquid substance, they went as far as licking every last bit of it. I felt like puking. The men distributing the thing passed my cell while mocking me, I was even grateful th

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