Yeah, no kidding. ...You don't have to talk about it.
[He'll talk about his kill murder die games till the cows come home, but remembering that feeling of abject helplessness--the sense that the floor would fall away from right under his feet, that nowhere was safe anymore, not even the apartment he'd lived in for three years and seven months--the memory of being kidnapped from his own home, he doesn't talk about that.]
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[He'll talk about his kill murder die games till the cows come home, but remembering that feeling of abject helplessness--the sense that the floor would fall away from right under his feet, that nowhere was safe anymore, not even the apartment he'd lived in for three years and seven months--the memory of being kidnapped from his own home, he doesn't talk about that.]
Did you get out okay, though?