Like an Abu Ghraib detainee, she stands weakly atop a tangled mess of wires. Tears wet her and wrinkling her mask. While input devices replace electrodes, the victim clearly shows signs of abuse. Behold, the filthy, overflowing trash can, the litter-strewn carpet, the mocking parade of action figures looking down. Thief I and II? Her captor is clearly a man of taste. Perhaps a would be Hannibal Lecter?
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