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 Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 4:55 pm
Cassandra's room was a small little pillbox, cold hard concrete with only a single bare bulb hanging in the middle of the room, in one corner was a barely standing book shelf with only a few books spread out over the shelf to prevent it from falling apart., a simple thread bare bed was pressed snugly against the free poster... the only thing that added colour to the room was a very old faded poster of a theater. old chains hung around the room in various states of rust.
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 5:01 pm
Cassandra sighed as she laid down on her bed her tight black top gripping at her chest as she glancedover at the thick steel door, neither the food slot or the view slot had opened in a while boring her senseless. she wished she could find a master to get her out of this dull place.
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