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edge. She felt around until she found the

knob and pulle

x. Sloane ran her fingers over the rows of switches

d the production team had only flipped the local r

ain toggle, preparing to flip the li

, she heard heavy footsteps

s letting the male contestants into the pitch-black r

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slow, wicked idea formed in her mind. S

go of th

closet, leaving the metal door sligh

lounge, pressing her back against the wall, waiting pat