All Again

I arrived at the scene far too late.

I received the call after extracting the hard truth from the businessman’s face. Mr. Gandulf lay on the floor of the V.I.P. room, unconscious as our little struggle ceased. I had knocked him out when he tried to escape the room.

I learned the ugly truth.

The truth that Letty… can no longer be found.

Letty had been sold to Gandulf on the night I had left her in the bar. The sinking feeling of having to let Letty go back in AngelHaven was not for naught. I shouldn’t have brought her back to the den of wolves.

This was all my fault.

I grabbed Mr. Gandulf’s phone for evidence. There, multiple photos of AngelHaven’s women were ridiculed and slain. Mr. Gandulf was not just a businessman. He consumes gore media of people torturing women, and his gallery is full of them.

When I went through the videos, I nearly vomited. Their screams echoed their way into my head, and even if I had pressed pause, the screams continued to ring in my mind, followed by laught