Placeholder: [Sophie Turner] Sophie was in a prison cell. Her armor had been stripped off, leaving her in the thin bodysuit underneath. Memories came flooding back - the ambush, the fight going badly for her squad. She must have been stunned and taken captive. Sophie pulled herself up and hurried to the energy bars sealing her in. The detention block was empty - she appeared to be the only prisoner. Then she heard footsteps approaching down the corridor. A pair of rebels came into view [Sophie Turner] Sophie was in a prison cell. Her armor had been stripped off, leaving her in the thin bodysuit underneath. Memories came flooding back - the ambush, the fight going badly for her squad. She must have been stunned and taken captive. Sophie pulled herself up and hurried to the energy bars sealing her in. The detention block was empty - she appeared to be the only prisoner. Then she heard footsteps approaching down the corridor. A pair of rebels came into view

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[Sophie Turner] Sophie was in a prison cell. Her armor had been stripped off, leaving her in the thin bodysuit underneath. Memories came flooding back - the ambush, the fight going badly for her squad. She must have been stunned and taken captive. Sophie pulled herself up and hurried to the energy bars sealing her in. The detention block was empty - she appeared to be the only prisoner. Then she heard footsteps approaching down the corridor. A pair of rebels came into view

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