Darren groaned out, a primal, agonized sound that instantly tore into a shattering scream at the top of his lungs. The smell of burning flesh filled the small, enclosed room, suffocating and thick."You have something to tell me, Darren," Calvin hissed over the sound of the screams, his face just inches away. "Think again before saying something foolish to me."Darren trembled violently, tears of pure agony streaming down his bloody face as Calvin aggressively snatched the iron away from his skin, leaving a fresh, sizzling, and deeply burned wound in its wake."Tell me, Darren. You have something to tell me, don't you?"Darren’s breath hitched in his chest, his entire body shaking as he watched Calvin casually slide the iron back into the heart of the fire to heat it up again."I know you can hold out," Calvin said with a low, amused laugh. "After all, you're a trained soldier, and soldiers always try to hold out on pain. Maybe you think you can hold out until Silas comes to find you
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