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Injust. Incarcerated. Inconceivable. But they were there. All three of them. Just as Thor had said. Bruised and bloodied, but alive and awaiting their fate. He stared down at them from afar, calculating. No. It would not end here, not while he still lived. A guard walked past the bound, but conscious, Daniel and idly kicked the archaeologist in the side causing him to hunch over in pain. Jack’s eyes narrowed. X marked the spot where that man was going to die. **********
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