C56 Why, hello Ivan!

IVAN

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My eyelids parted slowly, but with much effort.

Darkness enveloped me almost immediately, the stale smell of sweat greeted my nostrils and I sneezed on reflex.

My eyes stung, I needed to scratch them. Groaning in frustration, I fought to bring my hands to my eyes. I could not, my hands were tied behind my back, and the more I struggled