Chapter 18: Nightmares Do Come True

[Cara]

I know this was all just a figment of my hellish nightmare. The one that would hunt me for a week for having it.

But it was too real…too vivid.

Could they be real?

The pain, the electrifying agony coursing through my bones while my body writhed into an awkward bend. Blood was gushing over the cuts he had incised into my bruised skin. My eyes inflated, and I could barely see anything.

I was naked.

Shivering with cold and hanging on a chain bolted to the ceiling inside a white-washed room. With my knees no longer able to hold up my weight, I could feel the bones on my wrists twisting and dislocating from the joints.

My hair hangs in my face in thin clusters, sleek with the mixture of blood, tears, and sweat.

He had done it.

My captor, he had forced his way into me in the most macabre way.

I am all in pain, yet the stinging soreness centered into my vaginal wall, flesh torn and bleeding all the way down to pool around my feet.

“Dreaming of me?”

I was jolted awake by the sound of