In Bed With The Devil
Summer croaked as she tried to regain her breath, “What makes her so special?”
“I love her.”
“What?”
“I love her.” He repeated, “I love her so much, that I’m going to kill her with my own hands.” Looking down at Summer’s body with disgust now, “Get out of my sight.”
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She found herself in a dark room. Chains. Blood. Scattered flesh. The merged smells all found it’s way into her nose, she felt sick to her stomach, she needed to get out of the room. So she tried getting up only for something to pull her back, she looked down and found herself wound by the same rusting chains on the walls.