#337819 - She pants and writhes against the cold stone bench, straining against her bonds until she sees stars, the ghoul's hand on the back of her neck keeping her from pulling hard enough to pass out. Zoe tires of this hollow victory and turns her attention to the bound and unconscious redhead, carelessly discarding the blond on the cold sharp grass to pull the light and helpless form up by the hair.
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