Later . . . (Ia/VII)

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It has been seven days and seven nights since the monster first immured him.

A light comes on in the darkness. Footsteps walk towards him. Something kicks him over onto his side.

“I am betrayed by my expectations,” sighs the monster.

Micah is still alive.

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