hamza khan

The last time I was here, I was released as quickly as I entered.
But now I knew the predicament I was in, and I didn’t appreciate where this was going. I let the guard shove me into the cell, but that was the least of my worries; it was the TV that was hanging dimly across the room, blinking with vivid lights, that caught my attention. Even the catch of the gray stone that littered underneath my feet caused me no alarm, 或者 the chains that were clasped on my wrists. It was just my breath that mingled in with my streaming mind, echoing with strong vibrations as the electronic material before...