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"Guess it doesn't feel all that good being there, does it?" I asked the teenager before me.

He shook his head no, trying to get free of his restraints.

"Good." I replied in a dry tone.

Sean kept struggling to break free from the Dutch tape binding him to the chair and covering his mouth, his face swollen, covered by a mixture of tears and his own saliva.

"Come on kid, stop crying. At least pretend you are a man, what would your girlfriend think?" I asked him as I walked away.

"Speaking of your girlfriend, I am sure you are going to like what you are about to see." I told him as I left...

*** 16 hours before ***

This whole situation has reached a level that was way beyond insane. I left the bathroom at the ship's night club in a rush, stumbling on everything on the way. I started looking for my wife, but the place was too crowded, it was a hard task to walk around, let alone find someone there.

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