her eyelids raised; she was inside her house, standing in the living room. Despite her extreme confusion, her focus was fixed on the quiet girl sitting on the sofa.
"Who are you?!" Elizabeth finally asks ,still doesn't understand how her feet are on her house's carpet and who that girl with the familiar features is.
"Does this matter?" the strange young lady says before she stands up and slowly circles around her, continuing, "He melted a hot wax on my face and inserted sharp pin into every inch of me, leaving me hanging as if it were nothing... He took my eyes, too. Sometimes, I feel I deserve this." She finally stands before her with a face half-melted, with an empty eye socket... She smiles slightly sarcastically, holding Elizabeth's face in both hands... The coldness of her fingers freezes her completely, with eyes wide open, unable to utter a single word.
"What... Am I ugly?" She smiles even wider, and before Elizabeth can register her feelings, the woman's hand pierces her chest, pulling her entire arm out the other side. In the blink of an eye, she kicks HER very hard, whispering, "Bring him to me."
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Her body collides with reality with terrifying speed, almost swallowing her saliva with a scream of "WHAT THE!!" She looks around, panting, that she is in a strange place with dim light, her hands and feet bound with ropes, lying on a rough floor, ice-cold water dripping from her amidst many laughs around her... The voice of the one-eyed man rises clearly among them in the darkness.
"Oh damn, what's the" he mocks her sarcastically as he appears directly next to Emma, half-conscious, as he steps on her hands. Her screams rise at that moment; she has become fully conscious. She tries to pull her hand away from under him while crying, "Let me go!!"
"Get away from her." The young girl screams as she tries to move right and left, trying to untie the ropes with a face full of utter anger. At that moment, one of the men around her rolled Lucas's blood-covered body in front of them. He can barely breathe as he pants, with bruises all over his body and his clothes torn. He curses them under his breath as he clearly clenches his teeth. Despite this, one of them kicks him in the stomach with a force that almost breaks his ribs, laughing and saying, "Did you say something? I didn't hear you well. Repeat what you said."
"What do you ..w..a..n..t!!" Emma chokes back tears, barely able to hold them back. Their laughter grows louder, and before she can even blink, the same man with the one eye steps on her hand again. This time, her fingers are broken as she screams mercilessly.
Elizabeth watches with rising anger. Meanwhile, Frederick silently observes her, cursing him from his small desk without making a move. At that moment, with eyes filled with dark hatred, she focuses her attention on a man, mockingly saying, "Hey! ...Fatty, why don't you face me instead of my friend? Come on, are you afraid I'll gouge your other eye out?" It's clear she's trying to provoke him, and it seems she's succeeded.
The smile disappeared from his face amidst the mockery of his companions. "Oh... why did you stop?"Don't tell me her words affected you," another person says, while Noah stands among them, watching in disbelief what his uncle and his gang are doing. With heavy breaths, he swallows the air and his eyes close on the young woman in front of him. He mutters, "What is she trying to do!!"
Away from the cold place, Isabella kept trying to call repeatedly, her face very worried. "Where did she suddenly go?!"
Before her lay Isla's body on the dissection table. She observed the strange marks extending from the body's arms to her spine. "This killer must have a skilled hand to insert that long nail into every nerve point. ." Footsteps approached. It was her assistant, holding some blood samples. "Right.. I also discovered the blood that was on her belong was to a wild boar blood... He tried to play with the crime scene, too."
"Clever too, huh" Isabella remarks, taking the blood from his hand and raising it to her level with intense curiosity, but the sound of the door behind her forcefully opening pulls away all her focus... It's her colleague, panting from running, who gasps, "You won't believe this, but I think Mr. Henry has been taken into the police station. They say he's a suspect in the murder of this young lady!"
Returning to Elizabeth, who is slowly crawling backwards, still clearly mocking him, "What? Don't tell me my words struck a nerve." Simultaneously, as he moves directly towards her, every time she crawls backwards, he takes a step forward. His expression turns into something resembling a volcano. He has completely lost his temper. While he is moving towards her, he pins her to the ground with his heavy body, laughing, "I'll gladly make you one." The shouts of Emma and Lucas, who are trying to stop him with wide eyes, each of them behind him, are almost inaudible amidst the cheers of his companions.
" YOU COWARD "
But it was as if they were talking to a predator that saw nothing but what was in front of it. Slowly, he pinned the young girl's head to the ground with his huge hand, with a disgusting smile. "What? Are you scared now?"
Noah watches with growing gasps as the image of the man slowly inserting his finger into Elizabeth's pupil is clearly reflected in his eyes, causing blood to trickle down her face as she writhes and screams. Just when he moves his body forward, "STOP!" .. his body freeze as the eyes of everyone around him, including Lucas and Emma.
The man's voice rises before them, but not from laughter, something more like a choking sound, "You w^%*tch!!" She has already freed her hand, pulling a sharp fork from her back pocket, its shine turning bright red as it pierces the tissues of his neck directly in front of everyone, the fork becoming inside his throat and pin there. Despite her trembling hand, she still holds it, letting go slowly while the bitter taste of her blood drips onto her lips, It interferes with her senses . In a fraction of a second, he finally falls on his back...
He tries to hold back his blood as he curses "You %$*&".
Elizabeth crawls backwards, hardly believing she can finally breathe. Her back has bumped against something, and she slowly raises her head...
Who else but Frederick could be standing directly behind her, his face tilted, intently, before glancing at the man writhing for the second time in front of him, muttering quietly, "I don't know what's more stupid: being beaten by a girl half your size or hearing your annoying screams." And so he gestures with his hand boredly to one of his men who, without a second's notice, pulls out his gun and shoots the man in the head. His companions' mockery comes out enthusiastically:
"What a loser, hahaha!"He was beaten by a fork!! Hahaha!"
Frederick leans towards Elizabeth suddenly, as if the body of one of his men no longer concerns him. He touches her injured eye as if he is examining it with interest, ignoring her shocked expression, before looking at Emma and Lucas, who feel as if time has stopped as soon as their eyes meet the icy blue eyes. He says steadily, "Nice group, but..." He refocuses on Elizabeth and suddenly grabs her chin. "How could your father be so stupid as to get himself involved with us, hmm?".
his words fall on Elizabeth like a knife, and without saying anything, she pulls her face away from his hand with a dark hatred mixed with fear, saying, "What are you going to do to us now? My friends have nothing to do with any of this."
His face was inches away from hers, and without blinking at all, he said, "I know, and that's why I'll let you go this time." A strange smile spread across his face before he stood up straight. "Get them out of here."
HIS Men gather around them at the same moment, their faces showing signs of enjoyment. They whisper among themselves before picking up all three and covering their faces. "Wait!! Where to?!" the three of them shout, but to no avail. They are dragged out like sacks of potatoes in front of Noah, who doesn't move at all. A strange expression forms as he watches them with a clenched fist. Lights around them change colour inside the fabric that wraps their faces. The air turns from warm to something very cold, and all three of them fall onto the sidewalk of an alley..
"Where ..WHERE ARE WE" Lucas curses, feeling around and quickly pulling the cover off his face, breathing heavily. Emma and Elizabeth follow him, looking around ,They are in a dark, disgusting alley... in wet ground.
"I thought we were going to die," Emma gasped, tears already streaming down her cheeks, clinging to Elizabeth, who was too weak to move even between them. "What are we going to do now?! We don't have our phones, and we're in a place we don't even know!" Lucas muttered, just as hope was fading. A light from afar fell upon them, revealing the shadow of a tall man with distinctive golden eyes standing behind them. He said gently, "Are you all alright , kids?"