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"I am a guard for the Sons of Winter," said the man finally. His voice had a softer tone, even meek; his accent would place him somewhere more southern, perhaps the Carolinas. "We are a cult that worships The Purifier. He...purifies us of our...impurities."

It was clear that he was at the very least lacking in confidence, if not downright faithless in this cult's religion. Fear seemed to make his voice tremble slightly as he spoke. 

Meanwhile, nobody else came to see Arin in his cell. However, Kim's door was ajar just enough, and the guard was speaking just loud enough, for Arin to possibly make out that they'd been kidnapped by a cult of religious fanatics.