"Ah, the sound of failure. The flavor is as bitter as ever, isn't it? Or perhaps not - it certainly seems like you've acquired quite a taste for it over the years. Tell me, Harvey... have you ever truly succeeded at anything you've done in your life?"
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His corpulent frame darkens the cell, blocking the light.
There's a threatening glare for a long moment... before it melts into a smug smirk.
"Nice try."
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"Fuck you."
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"Oh, I'm sorry, that was me, wasn't it?"
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"You haven't heard the last of me, you festering pustule."
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"Au contraire."
Finally, his meets his old tormentor's eyes, and waves two fingers.
The footsteps of the guards approach.
A lot of them.
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Then his eyes widen as the cell door slides open.
It takes just a moment, but he springs at the chance to attack Thorne.
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Four guards drag Strange back into his cell.
The sick sounds of battering flesh drown out any other noise on the whole block.
For an hour.
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