A New Target (Part 3)

-Karen-

I left my thoughts drift to Conor, Bart and Joanne. I hope they are going to be okay. I hope they don’t believe I would hurt them… Not after all we have suffered through together. I felt my left foot start to curl down where the toes were being pushed under towards my heel. I heard popping and snapping noises as an unbelievable amount of pain shot through my leg. The same process was done to my right foot and the pain ricocheted throughout my lower body. Breathe Kay! Even if it’s shallow.

“Not bad... Hearing your bones and tendons snap is music to my ears. I kinda regret that paralytic but I don’t want people hearing you scream. We are trying to keep this hushed up. Cause, you know, you are a Princess, well… Until I kill you at least. Then you’ll just be another name on the very long list of people I’ve killed.” Michael explained as he blocked the light for a moment. He had a shatter stick in his hands. Not that thing again.

Over a progression of several hours, he slowly broke