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The Burglary

She sat like a statue, completely motionless, trying to draw as little attention as she could. Not that she was able to move much anyway, tied to the chair like she was. She could hear the two men go through the room in a unexpectedly quiet way. Sometimes they spoke to each other, in low voices, in a language she didn't understand.
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The Tutorial

It didn't take The Boar long to free himself from his wives ties. "Probably...", he thought, "... because Daphne doesn't have a dominant fiber in her entire body..."

Professor Isaac B. Forester, as his real name went, slowly rose to his knees. He padded his wife on the shoulder. "Well tried, dear, well tried..." She looked down smiling, shy as ever, and clearly happy that this part was over.
He looked over his shoulder.

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