Twenty-eight

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Ringo expected to be in a dark, scary cellar with meat hooks.

He didn't expect to be in a seemingly normal living room.

"Where a-am I?" He asked, shaky hands gripping the wooden armrests of the chair. Red, angry lines snaked around his wrists as the rope held onto his pale skin. He nearly cried when he felt lips against his neck.

"Home."

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