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    It started on a Thursday. Well, actually, it started the day I met Colt and his dad, and that was a Tuesday, but the abduction was on a Thursday. The worst was on a Thursday.

    Sorry. Caught up in memories. Haaah. It's over now. As you can see, I have a tendency to, uh, well… I get PTSD sometimes. 

    It's not something I like to talk about, so I don't.

    Please don't force me to.

    That was sort of melodramatic. Sorry. Anyway, I won't discuss the actual, well, how do I put this lightly, abuse. I will not talk about that. You can be assured of that fact. I will, however, speak of the effects it had on our bodies. That part cannot be left unsaid.

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