Robert

Night fell, and Brianna slowly opened her hazy eyes. Her bloodshot eyes darted around the room. She was still in the glass room with a pale wall lamp illuminating the room. The cold wind blew past the window and swept Brianna's body. She shivered from the cold, and the realization hit her hard at that moment. Brianna looked down and found her body in the same position. The lower half of her body was exposed, and the smell of male hormones lingered in the room.

Brianna hurriedly sat on the bed, causing the pain in her lower half to intensify. She curled her body into a ball, and her body trembled uncontrollably. Tears streamed down her face like water falling into a fountain.

"I was wrong on believing you, Satan. Not anymore. Now, I will leave you and this fucking place for sure." Brianna vowed to herself as she balled up her fists.

Right then, she heard a rustling sound from outside. In her panic state, Brianna covered her body with a fleece blanket. Her eyes were glued to the door