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Chapter Twelve: Empathy

The way Archer walked up and down the room felt more threatening than anything, he had a weapon in his hands which could kill anyone in a matter of minutes and here I was chained to a chair not being able to fight him off. I knew he told me he’d never use such a device on me but how do I know that? Each time I keep turning down his requests to mark me, I see him grow even more angrier than before.

“Now Fern, I believe we’ve had enough back and forth on this matter and little Harriet over here does not have the strength to endure another zap from this especially, now I have increased the power.” He smiled in such a dark tone playing with the device in his hand whilst turning it on, lighting bolt type flashes begin to erupt from the device lighting up the room.

“This is the last time I’m going to ask, my little Fern, can I mark you?” He asked taking backward steps to stand beside Harriet, who didn’t even have the strength in her body to hold her head up.

In this moment I should ha
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