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Chapter 14

Annabelle screams louder, the torments unbearable. Some mice squeaked, while others gnawed dutifully on a different part of her body.

Her blonde hair was soaked in sweat and her eyes screamed for help. She was in a new mental land. A land embodied with accurate torture.

" Pleeeease, please," Annabelle screamed. The words now becoming her mantra of unbelievable importance.

"Please...."
She had said weakly before her hazel eyes darkened completely, pouring out black, murky tears and her hair welcomed a fine, touch of black shade.

The bane-vine twists, hissing and they fell off turning from earthy-brown to black chaff, letting Annabelle move freely.

Annabelle massage her wrists and then her ankle as each mouse fell of
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