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A girl stands alone in a hollow corridor.

She stares down a row of empty prison cells once inhabited by innocent souls pleading for their lives.

As she takes a step forward, she quickly moves her foot to avoid a patch of dried blood that has stained the floor for over 30 years – longer than she’s been alive.

Her skin is laced with goose bumps as she hears a soft cry for help coming from a cell at the end of the row. It’s the sound of a little girl.

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