No sooner had Winter spoken than another slice followed. Charles was lightning-fast, so much so that Winter did not even see it coming. The agony in her arm was unbearable. "Ahh! Charles, you're acting like a judge and executioner. What you're doing is against the law, Charles! Ahh!"All afternoon, the dark room reeked of blood.Charles was relentless, not giving Winter a moment's respite. His cuts were precise, and his knife skills masterful. It was as if he were merely dicing vegetables, yet it was utterly horrifying.The cuts were tiny, but the blood poured out fast. Winter shook with pain, wanting to escape, but she was too weak to run.Charles did not want her dead, but he was intent on making her life a living nightmare, a torment Winter had never imagined possible. "Ahh! Just kill me! Kill me now!""I've told you, I don't kill," Charles said, his fingers, knobby and firm, gripping the knife. The sharp edge was pressed against Winter's cheek. She was shaking all over, her ey
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