28- nothing can save him

~Ethan~

The scent of urine and blood was cloying, competing in my nostrils with the rain and rotten vegetation from moments ago.

Donovan was whimpering and crying now without moving his body even the slightest, or he would experience the kind of pain he had never experienced before.“Fuck… Fuck. You didn’t say there was a penalty for not answering.”

“You put my sunshine into one week of terror, even as much as she tried to hide it; she was bitterly traumatized and had a nightmare from you, your colleagues."

He screamed again, like the highest part of his porch was going to get him help, but he knew better; he chose this place for his attacks, and literally no one was going to hear that scream.

Except for the lady outside, who happens to still be banging at the door with a shout of "Spare my boyfriend."

I pulled my sleeve up to avoid blood getting on it. " What the hell did you do to that lady outside?"

"I used a counter spell."

"What the fuck? Magic spell? So she's obviously your victi