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Your point of view

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I don't know how long we are here but it feels like eternity. Nari and me are tied to polls.

The two polls are three feet apart from each other. We are standing in the floor while our hand are tied behind the poll.

Our whole body is being binded by ropes. There are duct tape in our mouth. We can't talk, we can't move, we can't sit even my legs are giving up.

The man who bought us here is called Haku and by this time I understood he works for Richard. He is calling Richard frequently.

Me and Nari...