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The captain slapped me hard causing me to fall against the ground onto my knees. I held onto my flaming cheek. The large men hoisted the barely conscious man over the edge and I screamed out, "NOoo." I watched the man disappear over the edge. The captain stomped down onto my face.

First I felt pain and then nothing and lastly it all faded to darkness. I had been knocked unconscious.. When I awoke it was dark and cold. I was laying on the wooden floor. My head was pounding and my vision was extremely blurred.

My face was swollen and I could tell it was bruised from the skin's tenderness to my movement. I tried to stand up and walk but I was too dizzy. My body was shivering and it was freezing. I could hear someone else moaning, close by. I had to be in the dungeon or some form of holding cell. 

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