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Ieroe struggled against the handcuffs. He sighed and gave up. "He's here to be marked... that one tat we were gonna put on the poor kid who crossed us thatone time long ago."
Skellig turned his head to listen to his brother then back to James. "I see.... well.. Ieroe will stick to the bed and you will follow me." he kicked the door open, not bothering to use the knob. He opened the door to the bathroom and pulled open several drawers. One contained nothing but ink. One had the needles and the other had the cleaning products to make sure it didn't get infected.
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"Tick Tock, Jake. Time is Dead Kids."
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