Ways To Spell Remi の小説・ストーリー

she finally grunted out through her labored breathing. “Wrong fucking answer,” Gabe snarled, flicking the knife so that her eye fell to the floor. He stomped on it for good measure, a squelching sound reaching my ears. His knife went in for her other eye, resting threateningly against her temple, waiting for her to speak. But she did not. “How do we break the spell on Remy,” I croaked out, hoping she’d tell us at least that much! “Tell us how to heal her.”