The guard hurled a prisoner through the tiny hole in the thick wall- a male whose clothes hung in tatters, body painted in bruises, cuts, and dried blood. He crashed onto the filthy floor, gasping, trembling, his skin slick with sweat and grime.
The guard followed him inside, the faint glow from the corridor dying as the door shut, leaving them in oppressive darkness.
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