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There Ian lie, on his bed, hands tied to the bedposts. His throat slit, eyes wide, mouth open in fear. Blood seeped from his neck, all down his chest, and his entire body had been set on fire. Ash was spread on the wall behind him, and blisters covered his legs and arms, seen from where his suit was torn. Most of his suit was singed, his bed burnt to a crisp.

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