The Devil's Wedding Ring
Jessthe devil's wedding nightthe devil's ringmarried to the devils sothe devil ring
I was completely pinned, my clothes soaked and clinging to my skin as the chill of the room set into my bones.
"Look at that, she's still got that look in her eyes," another voice chuckled from the shadows.
I shook the wet hair out of my face, forcing my blurred vision to focus. The room was a massive, empty warehouse or basement, the corners swallowed by deep darkness. Standing right in front of me, completely dry and wearing that same sick, triumphant smile, was Sterling.
He was tossing the small plastic SD card up and down in his hand, watching it catch the light like a trophy.