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“Don’t worry it’ll be over soon,” he whispered I didn’t believe him

I heard Joseph and Patrick come into the room

“How are we going to get her out of here?” Joseph asked

“I don’t know,” growled Jonathon and the vibrations sent ain My skin was so sensitive to their touch that the pain was increasing

“The stairs are clear,” sounded the high soprano voice of Diana I screah”

“Really?” asked Jonathon sarcastically

I felt one of the varab my ankles and another my arms so that I was held immobile and then a hand clamped down on my mouth It stifled my screams

They tried to hold me as still as they could but every jostle felt like hundreds of needles being jabbed into me I continued to scream despite my best efforts to stop Finally, they pulled me into a car but kept their hold on

et loose

I finally opened my eyes and immediately wished I hadn’t My eyes were ready to burst andcloser to being a vaht, but blurry so up I closed ain until the whole process was over

When the car stopped I screaain and then when they pulled et away

They finally laid me down on a bed, I didn’t knohere, and I didn’t care I clenchedof a chair against the floor and the sound of so down I assumed it was Jonathon

Violent bright pulsing flames consumed my body The fire danced behind my closed eye lids and I screamed and clawed at my own face Eventually, as the flames shook me, I cried I wanted it to end but I knew it never would I was damned now I clenched ht of the Salem witch trials and how they were burned at the stake I was jealous of them The flaed on and on and on

Hours passed and I continued to screa hurt And then, as the venoh ether I screamed the loudest then I wanted to cry, but already my tear ducts were dried up

I would have welco But death didn’t co the life of horror stories I was beco a myth, a monster