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And that was before I tried ht arm

Handcuffs

I was cuffed to a bed

A bed covered in cherries

“What happened?” I croaked, because my voice didn’t work any better than my eyes

“Nothing,” Rosier said, glancing around disparagingly “Believe it or not, this is perfectly nore”

“No” I sat up and i a whole lot faster I lay back down and watched the fruit-covered wallpaper do the boogaloo “No, I mean, what happened?”

“You came to rescue me” The sarcasm was palpable

I decided to stare at the ceiling for a while instead It hite and plain, and gaveback to me

Rosier and I had been on a see mission to save his son and my usual partner in crime, John Pritkin, fro was called, but it was basically a sadist’s Benjah the years of his life, and when it reached the end—poof No more Pritkin It would literally erase him from existence

It seemed like a damn complicated way to kill someone, but then, the demon council—the bastards who had laid it—knewPythia has a lot of downsides, but it does come with a certain skill set, part of which is the ability to tiet inventive if they wanted Pritkin to stay dead

And they did