Exquisite Agony

I didn't know how long I had been here. I hadn't seen the Masked Monster in a while.

I hadn't fed in a while and I was hungry. That means it had been a week or more. It didn't matter.

All I could see were her blue eyes. Even when I closed my eyes they haunted me. I had killed a child.

A poor innocent child. I had been crying so much that the top of my dress was sticky with blood. What a freak!! I was the only supernatural who had blood for tears.

I felt so alone and dead inside. I could hear all the judging voices. If I ever got out of here, I would see their faces filled with disgust.

I felt like I was going insane. Then I smelt something. It smelled like death. Then I heard his footsteps.

Soft and calculated. I knew it was him. The Masked Monster. "Hello, Little Tara,missed me?" He asked I'm a sickly voice.

The lights suddenly came on and I had to close my eyes at the brightness. After I had adjusted I looked at him.

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