As Vivian was slammed onto the filthy stone floor, a sickly pallor spread across her face. A sharp wave of nausea rolled through her after she swallowed raw sewage, and she retched repeatedly, scrambling backward in a pathetic attempt to put distance between us.
I stripped off my protective gear, gazing down at her hunched, trembling form from above. "You don't have to lick it clean today. After all, you tortured my sister for days on end. I'll return every single hour of that suffering right back to you."
Her mind had long slipped into complete disarray.
Broken sobs and hollow, delirious laughter spilled from her mouth in erratic bursts, no trace of her former arrogance left.
I said nothing more, turning towards the basement exit. Just as my hand brushed the door handle, Vivian's hoar
