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Brian made me feel pleased that he had not thrown up like I had when he saw the photographs, I guess seeing the ones in Damian's office was enough, these were milder compared to them, I think I was sick because I knew the people in the photos, making the pictures and their deaths all the more real to me and hurt a little deeper.
The warriors bound the men up and dragged them out of the office, and a little surprised to see Brian knew the way to the cells, I guess he had been busy looking at the place earlier, he had said he was going to walk around and get a feel of it.
'Drew, I came here earlier this morning, and they have six men in there, in different stages of health, I think we need to get the doctor to check them out.' Brain casually spoke, easing my mind on how he knew
