Point out natural dialogue: Filter It only amounted to one, and it would always be one and never two --and through his jaundice-soaked corneas, all he could see was nausea. Suddenly, a violent heave claimed him, a primal urge rising in his liver. Bile stained his teeth, and the following retches were acidic, lashing the roof of his mouth with fury. It could never stop: his body rejected the substance over and over; he was dangling on the edge of sanity . "Not again. Please no-" Liam clenched his teeth, the crucial moment upon him; he had to keep the substance down, or the consequences would be dire. His eyes scanned the horizon with desperation before his lids slid closed, resistance wracking him. Then, as the urge to be sick overcame him, a voice pierced through his fog of despair, a lifeline amidst his struggle. "Can you hear me?" the rough, concerned tone asked as Liam writhed against the concrete, groaning... "Don't try to answer that, but try to blink twice. Take it slow." As he fought to drag his eyelids upward, the pain, like a coiling wire, constricted his blood flow in retaliation. "Make it stop-No I-" he choked out , his voice puncturing the air. If he expelled the Vanderine from his intestines, his efforts would to amount to zero. Square one. He was at the end of a long night,his vision raw from never resting his eyes, the blood vessels all but ruptured and torn. The ingested substance had been a sinister mistake. And if he threw up twice, the Vanderine risked expulsion from his system; he battled to hold it inside. All he had could never be enough, he countered, what ever could? Even his attempts to obey the voice , coming from somewhere above him, seemed in vain. As Liam writhed in the dying sunlight, his skin erupted in feverish bumps, a crawling sensation exploring the surface of his skin. Violation jolted down his spine as he screamed through his clenched teeth . As the nausea rose again, claiming his entire being, his heart continued to pulse, counting away the seconds. "Help me--No. No," he pled through his locking jaw as he fought another gripe. The instinctive reaction of his body gripped every fiber as he felt his fight ending. He embedded his teeth into his gag, screaming against the material bound across his tongue, taunting him. Then, in one dreaded motion, the inevitable rise built within him. His pupils dilated with horror as his gag soon became saturated with the vile substance, leaving a bitter sting as he struggled against it; the retches that followed heaving through his chest. Liam collapsed into the unforgiving embrace of the concrete, his ravaged body welcoming the end with resignation. "Shit," he lamented , the heat in his own voice spreading across his flesh like untamed fire . "Twice... now it's too late." Twisting his gaze away from the glistening pool of Vanderine, he diverted his gaze from the evident failure. And in a mixture of pure shock and trauma, his eyelids slid closed with exhaustion, his body embracing closure of his fight. After his ongoing efforts and endless torment, he failed to hold down the vandarine, and it was over. But the voice persisted, causing Liam to force his eyes open, gritting his teeth. "No, I'm still here Liam; I'm getting the binds off--hang tight," the voice reassured. Liam shook his head , protesting, the fear tugging at his psyche like a fishing line as he cursed in his mouth. "No, you can't help--" As Liam fought to refocus his gaze, a pair of deep hazel eyes locked onto his own with concern. "Hey, breathe. I've got you. It's me, Ry'. Hold on while I get rid of this--" Liam flinched as his gag tore from his mouth, and he gasped for fresh air, the stifling atmosphere saturating him with perspiration. "Now hang tight while I get these damned binds off-" , Ryan's voice reassured with an undercurrent of urgency, as Liam's arms obstructed his ribcage from accomodating his lungs. Liam's voice died in his throat as the sear of rope twisted itself around his flesh , grinding like wildfire into his veins as Ryan worked at the constraints with bare hands. His deft fingers delivered frantic sensations into Liam's malaise as they eroded the rope's grained surface, causing the fibres to snap. Then, as Ryan tossed the strews of rope aside, he rolled Liam onto his back, smoothing a palm over his chest and anchoring his sternum. "Ryan? How the hell did you get out of your?" , Liam questioned in untamed confusion, shocks coursing down his spine as Ryan elevated his head and hauled it onto his thigh. " It took a hell of a long time to wear down my own, but I managed to-ah it doesn't matter , just concentrate on the breathing." As his head lolled to the side , Liam's laboured breaths stalled his movements , the horizon meeting his vision while Ryan held his jaw in place . "Easy, slow breaths, feel how I'm breathing buddy and mirror that." It was a few minutes before Liam's chest finally fell into a rhythm, his spasmodic breathing evening out. "There we go, give it some time, it's been a long damn night.", Ryan said, his hands remaining secure against Liam's face as he refocused his vision on Ryan's steady gaze. Liam, reaching up and gripping Ryan's arm, smiled against the warm twilight rays of daylight that bathed his features. "Hell of a thing to endure, seeing all that... Damn lucky that we're both still here." Liam, pulling on Ryan's arm, found the strength to prop himself into a seated position, still deprived of breath. "Shit. Get over here, Ry'" he said, as streams of magenta dust hovered , creating a surreal haze that reflected the rising sun. Liam raised his arm and enveloped Ryan in a warm but rough embrace , melding their silhouettes into one as their shoulders collided. As Liam delivered a thump to his back, Ryan reciprocated by bumping his fist against Liam's shoulder. "Yeah, yeah, calm down," Ryan laughed in spite of his cool demeanour. "We'll get a decent shot of water into you, after we find your clothes." Ryan, lowering his deep hazel irises to meet Liam's contrasting blue stare , placed a hand on Liam's knee. "thank God I reached you in time." Although the light had drained from his eyes , Liam managed a smirk. "Yeah, I know what you did Ry' . It's all kinda hazy but-" Ryan dodged the heroics as he offered a smile and turned his head, the hues of the ominous sunrise casting across his profile , promising impending heat. "Nah, I don't go down easy or nothin' but someone had to save your ass." Passage two "The sight of his crumpled jeans, smudged with fingerprints, hijacked his attention. "Those bastards don't care what they leave behind," Liam muttered as his eyes located his left sock, freezing his joints. "Please help me-" he whispered, readjusting his grip on Ryan's shoulder, wrenching his gaze away from the twisted display of inhumanity. Liam's jaw clenched as he then noticed his dehumanizing undergarments strewn across the footpath, along with his boots and shirt. Ryan held his gaze steadfast on Liam's faltering eyes as he approached Liam's belongings, gathering them and subverting the underwear, scuffing it away with his boot. Liam was already sliding toward the dusty ground as Ryan handed him the brusque garments, his expression gentle. "You earned your dignity, just focus on that," he reassured as Liam accepted his ruined clothing with a wince. "Yeah, give me a minute-" he said with a glimmer of resistance in his bloodshot eyes. The drugs in his vision burned with a harsh sting, and Liam shook his head to regain some clarity. "I don't remember how I got here. No damn clue. Now here I am stripped naked- Ry', I'm not even sure what's real or what the Vanderine made me believe--and I only said yes because -". With a jerk, Ryan pulled Liam inward by the waist. "Doesn't matter. We never had a choice. But you put yourself in my place. And they never broke your damn spirit. And I can tell you right now, this is real." Liam, looking away with a nod, fell into silence as he wrestled with the task of dressing himself. Ryan was quick to offer careful attention as he assisted Liam into his jeans. The denim, rough against his bare skin, left his bite crooked with agony. Each movement caused Liam to flinch as he guided his ankle through the hem and then buttoned the waist of the stained jeans . Ryan passed him his destroyed Henley , and Liam yanked it over his shoulders. With a groan , Liam sought leverage in Ryan's grasp, haling himself upright. "Can you walk? Coz we need to find water , c'mon Li' , sweet hydration awaits-". As Liam broke into a grin that reached his pupils with a spark , his feet found equilibrium alongside Ryan's stance. "Hell yeah-I'm dyin' of thirst-" . But as they attempted to leave, Liam's breath was stolen by confronting remnants of his ordeal. He steeled his grip on Ryan's arm as his eyes swept over the discarded bottle of lubricant and plastic glove, turned inside-out on the pavement. "Sick, perverted bastards." Ryan almost spat as his heart was seized by the disarray that had paralysed Liam. Shielded only by Ryan's insistence as he guided Liam past the aftermath , he whispered, his tone punctured with disbelief. "So you're outta your binds and you untied mine, stripped my gag -and-" Liam's head fell to his hand , cradling his temple and gritting his teeth. "A lot of what happened is ..missing Ry' -how many times did they?" Ryan responded with a gun-metal hollowness, his words smoked out by his steady exhale. "Several times at least . Enough times enough for anyone, let's say that." Liam disengaged himself from Ryan's grasp as he diverted the glare that was already rebounding off the asphalt . "I wish you hadn't been forced to watch-" Ryan dragged his legs into co-operation as he anchored himself against Liam. "It was hard yeah-but what they did-I know you think it was a mistake to say yes , but my mistake was to resist-" The air clung to his flesh as Liam dragged his knuckles over his vision , finding a semblance of composure as he argued. "How the hell was it a mistake to avoid-this? Don't you go getting all survivor's guilt on me Ry. " The amber flecks dissolved from Ryan's aspect as he mumbled at the ground , grinding his hands into his pockets. "I just , never mind. We both need water, and shade. And soon." Liam slung a recuperating arm around Ryan's shoulder , and staggered in sync with his footsteps as the navigated the footpath as it winded into potential oblivion... As they walked in shared disorientation, and noon encroached, Liam's psyche was flooded with a flashback. His hand flew to his temple, clutching his hair as the thumping blades of a chopper cut through his thoughts. The unforgiving smash of his torso onto the ground, the impact coursing down his spine as he thrashed across the dirt and onto the pavement, echoed through his chest. "They threw me from a chopper, Ryan, arms bound to my sides. Did they do the same to you? Please tell me you know more than you've been letting on-" At first Ryan hesitated, his words dead on his tongue as he swiped it across his teeth , as he stared out into the distance. "Yeah, after you, they hurled me down here , and I found myself staring into the barrel of a gun. Said there were more captives , but nothing about their sick intentions. Then you know the rest-" With a somber nod, Liam added "Yeah, they brandish the damned pistol in my face and -" Liam exhaled into the particles of oppressive dirt and debris as his posture slackened with the sobering reality of the moment . "I already feel like they've killed me, Ry'. And they'll be back. They'll kill us like dogs-" Ryan's complexion drained out a shade of its colour and he shifted his weight under Liam's one sided embrace, maintaining his stare into the spanning horizon. "Well, I'm guessin' they could zone in on us at any moment, and while I've out walked my limits, it's probably only been under a mile. But as I said before , I don't go down easy. " he said, his detached voice peppered with defiance. "Hell yeah you don't " Liam's appreciative chuckle warmed the air along with a resonating smile, shrugging Ryan into closer proximity and supporting his weight. "If I live to see a stiff drink, I owe you . Speaking of which-". Ryan's eyes followed Liam's to a ransacked dumpster further up the path, garbage cascading onto the concrete. "Liam, I don't know that I'm above crawling in there to get out of this sun...just pull the lid down and die of dehy-" Liam interjected as his eyes caught on several bottles of water , his relief interspersed through his laughter. "Don't finish that thought Ry' , I think we might not be the only survivors out here after all-"

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As Liam integrated his eyes with the direction of persistent whine, it started coming into view. A pair of boots , in an unnatural, orderly fashion, sat by the footpath further ahead. "Ryan! " he yelled, confusion flooding the direction of his gaze as he honed in on the German shepherd pup, emerging from beneath a dumpster and tugging at the laces of the boots. As he approached , her ears flattened against her head, her sable fur absent in patches , and her rib cage visible. "Ah, this doesn't look good Ry'-" Liam trailed off , his voice dispersing as he approached the timid dog. "Hey buddy, how long you been out here , huh " he asked, his voice low. She hovered a paw and retreated a step , as he offered his hand into the air, crouching on his feet. "I don't bite, but I'm willing to bet they weren't so easy on you. Poor-" His gaze fell to his knees as he inched closer , finally confronting one of the boots. Before the dog could react, he inspected it , free from blood and no socks ..bare soles staring back at him as he placed it back down . Ryan caught up and knelt by the pup, gazing into her dark, enlarged eyes. "Hey there girl, seems your owner was-Liam are you thinking what I'm -" Liam replied, a tinge of restraint in his mouth. "Abducted..like us. They didn't even have the decency to -" Ryan, shaking his head, rapped his knuckles against his thigh. "C'mere girl . Don't be scared , good ol Ry' has jerky" . As he rummaged through his pockets, he found a stub of salty bacon and coaxed her interest. She approached his offering, hesitant and sniffing at it , before wolfing it down .Ryan laughed and recoiled his fingers, wiping a hand on his thigh. "Someone's hungry huh? "

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As Liam integrated his eyes with the direction of persistent whine, it started coming into view. A pair of boots , in an unnatural, orderly fashion, sat by the footpath further ahead. "Ryan! " he yelled, confusion flooding the direction of his gaze as he honed in on the German shepherd pup, emerging from beneath a dumpster and tugging at the laces of the boots. As he approached , her ears flattened against her head, her sable fur absent in patches , and her rib cage visible. "Ah, this doesn't look good Ry'-" Liam trailed off , his voice dispersing as he approached the timid dog. "Hey buddy, how long you been out here , huh " he asked, his voice low. She hovered a paw and retreated a step , as he offered his hand into the air, crouching on his feet. "I don't bite, but I'm willing to bet they weren't so easy on you. Poor-" His gaze fell to his knees as he inched closer , finally confronting one of the boots. Before the dog could react, he inspected it , free from blood and no socks ...bare soles staring back at him as he placed it back down . Ryan caught up and knelt by the pup, gazing into her dark, enlarged eyes. "Hey there girl, seems your owner was-Liam are you thinking what I'm -" Liam replied, a tinge of restraint in his mouth. "Abducted...like us. They didn't even have the decency to -" Ryan, shaking his head, rapped his knuckles against his thigh. "C'mere girl . Don't be scared , good ol Ry' has jerky" . As he rummaged through his pockets, he found a stub of salty bacon and coaxed her interest. She approached his offering, hesitant and sniffing at it , before wolfing it down .Ryan laughed and recoiled his fingers, wiping a hand on his thigh. "Someone's hungry huh? " She licked his palm and her tail wagged , despite the tremor in her legs. "Ah , I think she like you Ry' " Liam said with teasing in his voice. "Got yourself another admirer, huh?" As she planted two paws on Ryan's chest and lapped at his jaw, he fell back onto his elbows, disarmed by the assault of affection. "Oh help me Li', I'm being attacked by a girl, and she's winning -" Liam only smirked as the dog writhed around in Ryan's lap, enthralled with his scent."Ah Ry' you're a ladies man , what can I say " . Ryan's laughter continued as served a retort. "Oh shut up , and go grab a bottle of water , her nose is dry-"

Or is this version better? It was a whimper , and Liam stopped dead in his unfurling path , honing in on the sound. "Ryan , do you hear that ?" . As Liam approached the ransacked dumpster, he dropped on his hands and knees , peering under the crack. Something moist grazed the side of his eyebrow , then proceeded to strike him in the eye . Then he felt the warm breath on his face , and a yelp rang through his eardrums . "What the hell-" Stumbling back on his knees he watched, stunned as mass a of sable fur launched itself at his lap , and began licking his collarbone with exuberance. "Hey , calm down buddy..." Liam ruffled the dog's head, disarmed by the assualt. "Ryan I'm being attacked by a girl, she -Oh God Ry' -" Liam's echoes of laughter rang through Ryan's core as he caught up to the pair. "Another admirer huh?" . He knelt beside the over zealous German shepherd pup, rapping his knuckle playfully over its back, and its attention was stolen by Ryan's amused grin. "Hey , look at her ribcage though-" Ryan lamented as she twisted around to dampen his palm with her roaming tongue . "Poor thing's malnourished, and been out here too long I bet." Liam reached out to stroke her fur , observing the dryness of her nose. "She's got a lot of energy though , and she pounced on me, no fear. You think a dog this trusting wouldn't have been abused..." Ryan , suddenly running his hand absentmindedly through his own hair , exhaled with a heavy gleam in his eye. " yeah maybe she hasn't eaten too well , but I'm thinking she belonged to someone , and that someone..." Liam dragged his voice into an audible range his eyes devoid of light "yeah , well look at us. Our own dogs don't know what the hell happened to us. One thing I do know ; we have to watch out for her now. Ryan simply ran his hand over the bridge of her nose as she swiped her tongue along his fingers. "Yeah. Wonder what her name is. No collar and all..." Liam , smirking as he took up a fistful of her fur as she writhed in his lap reached down to run a finger across her stomach. "Well, she'll just have live with me calling her "Harley" now . As Ryan's fingers tousled her hair and she nudged him with her left ear as she rolled around in Liam's lap he sighed "You're gonna be safe with us. I might have some leftover jerky actually-" Ryan rummaged through his pockets, locating the stub of jerky and offering it to the newly dubbed Harley with a soft tone. "Here girl, get this into you". At first she was hesitant , sniffing the stale aroma of Ryan's jeans infused into the snack, before wolfing it down, almost claiming a finger. "Hey , who's hungry , huh? " he smiled as he recoiled his fingers and wiped off his hands. "Well Liam , there's gonna be three of us for a while at least ...", his mind seemed to linger on the thought as his eyes rose to the concrete footing ahead, and the dumpsters isolated existence. "You do realise , we have to -" Liam , still sitting with Harley sprawled across his thighs , trailed his eyes to the broken down building beyond. "Oh yeah, we have to search that place, because there might be traces of something -I mean , there won't be a body or surely this girl here would be stayin' by their side. But the way these bastards just bind and capture , there's gotta be some sick remnants strewn in broad daylight ..." With a heavy sigh, Ryan clamoured to his feet , with Harley wandering behind him ."c'mon Harley girl, let's find out how you got here. " ... Ryan rummaged through his pockets, locating the stub of jerky and offering to the newly dubbed Harley with a soft tone. "Here girl, get this into you". At first she was hesitant , sniffing the stale aroma of Ryan's jeans infused into the snack, before wolfing it down, almost claiming a finger. "Hey , who's hungry , huh? " he smiled as he recoiled his fingers and wiped off his hands. "Well Liam , there's gonna be three of us for a while at least ." His mind seemed to linger on the thought as his eyes rose to the concrete footing ahead, and the dumpsters isolated existence. "You do realise , we have to -" Liam , still sitting with Harley sprawled across his thighs , trailed his eyes to the broken down building beyond. "Oh yeah, we have to search that place, because there might be traces of something -I mean , there won't be a body or surely this girl here would be stayin' by their side. But the way this bastards just bind and capture , there's gotta be some sick remnants-" With a heavy sigh, Ryan clamoured to his feet , with Harley wandering behind him ."c'mon Harley girl, let's find out how you got here". "Damnit" Ryan's groan shattered the silence as he unearthed a cracked leather wallet, and flipped through the headshots. A pair of bright green eyes and a plastered smile gleamed eerily back through the plastic sleeves . "Logan Gray, 28, Male ." As Harley sat by his boot, tugging on his lace, absorbed with the activity , he glanced down in hesitation. As he hovered the wallet above her head, she cocked as ear in sudden interest. Then his stomach flipped as she let out a distressed whine, and urinated by his feet. "It's ok Harley" Ryan stroked the dog's back in shock , sliding down at her side . "Liam-I think we've found Harley's owner. Well , what's left of him-" Liam appeared at Ryan's shoulder , a grim expression passing across his features . He paused , scratching Harley's ears as she recoiled from the pool of urine , her whimpers lining the atmosphere with dread. "I know, but we're gonna find him, girl. " Harley , seeming to sense the loss , dropped onto her stomach as buried her head between her paws. "She's just a pup but, damn I know the feeling" Ryan said in a hushed tone. "I don't know where the hell he is but most likely he's alive and suffering plenty." Liam sank down beside the shaking dog and stroked her fur, his eyes glazing over. "Yeah. But we'll find him, or die trying."