Ever met a hungry man before? Like intensively hungry? His looks are dangerous and pitiful. At this point Ken was hungry, he hadn't seen this coming. Thinking fear and brutality was the best way to keep his companion checked, finally he was left with no one, nobody. Ken galloped about in search of his prey, his veins were palpab

It was morning already. The cold, pale orange sun was sitting high up there in the sky, poking its head around the clouds. The air hung heavy with the smell of dry bush and bonfires. The cottage still kept its silence, swarm of files buzzing in and out the stubby window. The already smelly corpse had attracted them, perching for a taste of blood or any exposed organ of the two.  

As luck had it. The priest had entered the next carriage with the driver. Dale took to her heels chasing the train, pushed the door, with all ounce of energy she had left.  

Dale found herself naked with only a bra on her skin. The robe she had worn now circled her feet.  “No!” Dale barked at him, “I won’t, and you can’t force me.” She added with a serious face. She was ready to remain adamant and fight with all she had, even if it took her last breath. She bent down and retrieved the robe from off the

He had given her the drugs and wiped her face with water. Soon Dale had gotten back her consciousness. "You need to bath okay? Don't you worry about anything, you're with me now." He assured her, hands on her face and nodding at her.