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Chapter seven
Adrianne's POV
The room was dark, faintly lit by candles. The room was tiny and there was only one means of escape. The door. The window was too high and the room smelt of burnt matches, wax, dirt, blood and hopelessness.
A girl, not more than twenty one had her arms shackled to the wall. Her face was wet with tears and her voice was cracked from her screams.
The door creaked open and she lifted her face. It was a ghastly sight as the right side of her face was a forgotten mass of tissue and blood.
A man dressed in all black, walked in. His face was emotionless and cruel. She whimpered "please... I'm begging you. Please, let me go. I have a grandma and a son to look after. Please."
He smiled, the shadow he stood in protected him from her words. "Really? Are you sure about that? What's the consequence of lying?" He asked.
"Why are you doing this?!"
"Because, my dear, I have a plan and it's working just as I've pla
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