VI.

"A long endless nightmare."

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The stars were swallowed by the darkness of the night sky. Only the reflecting light from the scarring moon illuminated the small window of the room.

My eyes blinked several times. At the same time, I felt a small throbbing on the back of my head.

"Finally awake?" A woman whose hair was dancing through the air, wrapped in a fitted tube dress and five-inch heels, stood in front of me. She had one of her hands right across her waist while the other was holding onto something sharp—a knife.

She was the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen, bathed in blood-red liquid.

However, I growled at the sight of her.

"What did you do to me? Where is Amanda?" The moment I opened my mouth, I could feel the dryness in my throat. The words that escaped my lips were as cracked as the slim chance of escape in this apartment.

She only ogled right at me with a narrow smile flashing through her lips.

It was like staring right through the devil.

"Amanda? Who is that?" She slow