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Percival’s Regret

Vincent could do nothing but watch helplessly as steel needles pierced Eulalia’s nails during their torturous ordeal. His emotions gradually crumbled as he crawled forward, his back pressed down by a crushing force, repeatedly falling under the unbearable weight.

“Kill me, please! Just kill me and spare Eula, please don’t do this to her...” His memories had only recently returned, with a 15-year gap. The most vivid memory he had was of Eulalia. He knew she was terrified of pain and couldn’t bear the sight of her fingers being pierced by steel needles, watching her nails crack and fall off amidst blood and flesh.

The man glanced at Vincent with a mocking look, then turned to Eulalia, asking, “Shall we continue?” Eulalia, drenched in cold sweat from pain, seemed deaf to his words, tremblingly redialing a number on her phone.

Still, no one answered. Eulalia’s hands were covered in blood; eventually, she lacked the strength to press the keys, and the man dialed for her. On the tenth call,
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