A tall man approached her slowly.
Out of the blue, a bolt of lightning appeared in the sky. A cold, ferocious mask looked extremely scary under the light from the lightning. The man approached her quickly and touched her cheek softly.
His voice sounded soft in the weirdest form possible as he said, "Vicky, you're not going anywhere. You're mine. Even when you're dead, you're still mine!"
Suddenly, his soft voice became cold and sharp. "But why are you such a bad girl? Why do you keep thinking of running away? Since you can't control your legs, then… You shouldn't keep them. I'll chop them off for you, okay?"
Before Vicky could react, a sharp dagger appeared in the man's hand. The lightning struck the sky once more, illuminating even the room. The dagger glinted sharply.
The man swung and stabbed it into her leg—
"Aah!" Vicky opened her eyes.
Rumble! The thunder and lightning struck together.
With the light from the lightning, Vicky could temporarily see the entire view of her r
