Chapter 20 - Coban

Coban's POV

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

The sound had become unbearable hours ago.

Maybe even longer.

Time worked differently down here, slower and crueler.

Tormenting us for what we'd done.

Every second stretched into minutes and every minute into hours.

I sat on the narrow concrete bunk with my ...

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