In Ventropolis Prison, inside a dimly lit prison cell with no light coming from outside, Cecilia woke up in ragged clothes. Her feet were shackled with iron chains, and silver handcuffs restrained her hands.

Fred Turner, who was wearing a black uniform, buttoned his collar button. The scar at the corner of his eye looked hideous under the dim light. He said, "You've been following him for so long. I never expected you to be a virgin.

"The few of you take her for a wash. Don't let her die."

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