Elena woke to the cold bite of concrete beneath her back and the stinging stench of industrial sulfur and rot. She was in a damp, cavernous processing hall deep beneath the refinery, with corrugated steel walls, rusting sulfur vats, and high, barred ventilation slits. Her wrists were zip-tied behind her back to a heavy iron pillar, her ruby gown torn and dusted with yellow sulfur powder. Standing ten feet away,…
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