Revenge (Part 1)

-Karen-

“Step aside, my sweet.” Michael instructed as he put rope around my wrists on me. I fought back as best I could, but I was overpowered quickly. He dragged me by the rope and hung it on a hook even though I begged and pleaded to be released. It eerily mirrored the room that Lewis had taken me to. “I promise we’re going to make you wish you were never even born.” He crooned as they smiled cruelly.

He patted my right cheek then walked over to a table on the left wall. Beatrice pulled off the black sheet that had been covering the table and laid out perfectly was an entire collection of tools designed for torture. Some of them were familiar as Lewis had already used them on me but the rest were foreign. Look at all of those weapons… There must be at least thirty or more. I felt a lump form in my throat as I resigned myself to face this impending torture session. I’m going to die here, and I won’t have even had the chance to say I love you one last time… I fought hard against my e