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Still beating. Beep! Beep! Beep! No, no, no. That’s wrong. That can’t be right. My brain recoils from the image like it’s poisonous. The world drops away beneath me. I fall. And fall. And fall. Into thick, suffocating darkness. It presses in from every side, swallowing everything — sound, light, air. Everything except that stupid beeping. Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! A reverberating pain in my head echoes the alarm vibrating in my ears. Maybe this is Darren’s newest torture technique. Death by irritation. Creative.

“Get it together, Sinclair.” My phone buzzed beside me. I didn’t even hesitate this time. Kai. My stomach flipped before I even opened it. Kai: You alive? I rolled my eyes, but I was already smiling. Me: Barely. I’ve been trying to read the same page for 20 minutes. Three dots. Fast. Kai: Yeah? What’s it about? I glanced at the book like it might suddenly cooperate. Me: No idea. His response came immediately.

Celeste read it twice anyway. She pressed the buzzer. Nothing happened. The city’s noise surged in the pause, filling the gap like water. Celeste's finger tingled; the cold bit to the bone. She pressed the buzzer again, longer this time, willing the building to notice her and let her in. She held the buzzer longer; her finger was numb from the city’s cold that seemed determined to stay. Laughter cracked somewhere above, then a door slammed. Footsteps argued with gravity. Finally, the buzzer sounded—thin and reluctant, like an insect being asked to perform a favor.

I had already accepted that I might die, but no one could face death without fear. Outside, a group of zombies quickly approached him. "Your Majesty, are you truly going to marry that delicious human inside?" "She's nothing more than a tool. We're not human—why should I keep a promise to her? With Victor Lorant a teammate down, he's no match for me. Ready the troops. In three days, we'll crush the human camp." He gave the order and strode away to prepare.

“I agree wholeheartedly, Your Grace.” * * * * Lindsay stood next to Barry in front of a clergyman as he read out of the Book of Common Prayer. Her grandmother had told her she’d be nervous today, but Lindsay wasn’t. Excitement ran through her veins, and she couldn’t stop smiling. Love blossomed inside of her, and each new day with Barry would only be an adventure, she was certain.

The heavy, mechanical chime echoing from the open subterranean bunker hatch was different from the piercing wail of the perimeter alarm. It was a low, rhythmic thrum—a systematic, electronic countdown that vibrated directly through the mahogany floorboards and straight into the soles of Vivian’s bare feet.

“No, it’s not a coincidence, the gymnasium is named after my family. Now that we’ve introduced ourselves, I trust that I’ll not have any more interruptions when I use the punching bag.” Evan Alston watched the threesome from his position against the wall. He had been as enraptured as everyone else at the strength and skill displayed by the tiny woman. It had been astonishing to see the woman defeat men three times her size. He became even more intrigued when he overheard someone whisper her identity. The Beast.

I state to Quinn as she tries to take the book from the stand. Her brow furrows in confusion, but she listens to my warning and stops in her tracks. As we stand in silence, I notice a faint buzzing sound that appears to be growing louder with each passing second. Which can only mean one thing, it’s another trap. “Stand back,” I yell, my eyes scanning the room for any sign of danger. For once Quinn obeys without question, and I’m grateful to have earned her trust despite our differences. The source of the buzzing suddenly becomes apparent as a series of razor sharp spears with sharp metal blades on the end appear from inside the walls. They begin to rotate, inching closer and closer towards t

It was probably the easiest vibrator to use as the directions simply told her to place it over her clitoris and turn the switch on. Clicking the switch once will change the vibration rhythms for ‘optimal pleasure’, and according to the manual, there were ten of such rhythms. Curious, Cassie turned it on to find out how different these rhythms were. Eventually, she grew bored of the repetitive buzzing in her hand of periodic stops and vibrations. This vibrator sounded boring and didn’t look as interesting as the others. She held the switch for a while until the vibrator powered off, giving an orange light indicating that the battery needed charging.

BEEP BEEEEEP BEEP BEEEEEP BEEP BEEEEEP BEEP BEEEEEP BEEP BEEEEEP Along with a sudden beeping, a white flash appeared out of nowhere. Zia closed her eyes to the piercing rays of light devouring the place. "Ughhh." Zia groaned as she opened her eyes to the sunlight hitting her sapphire eyes. BEEP BEEEEEP BEEP BEEEEEP BEEP BEEEEEP BEEP BEEEEEP Still half awake, she struggled to reach her hand for the phone to turn off the 7 AM alarm. When she did so, she closed her eyes. After enjoying a momentary silence, she opened her eyes again. "Oh, yeah, today's the big day."