Morticia
After a day of bed rest, I felt at least one percent of energy, enough to let me open my eyes, and I was being watched so I was so sure the information would be passed that the girl that they had tortured was finally prepared for a second round.
I still had needles inside my body, in both legs and both hands, so I didn’t even bother moving, it was useless. I might be awake but I didn’t have enough strength to flick a finger for a minute, so I just lay there paralyzed till Dario Entered the room. His presence brought the stench alongside with him, and the closer he got, the more I wanted to puke all over him.
“Hello baby, how was your nap?” He asked, his face was just so enraging, staring at it a second longer than I did and I was sure I was going to explode, since I moved most
