Chapter 22

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Erin

"You must be new here."

Mr. Executioner led me to a castle. It's old and abandoned looking. But there are two other girls here, dressed in black like me. They're waiting.

"A little," I say, frowning, I don't know.

"These are your new friends," Mr. Executioner says, "You'll work with them now."

"Why?" I ask.

"Didn't it hurt when you left?" one of the girls asks.

I close my eyes. "Yes." Pain metal and a horrible screeching.

"Do you still remember it?" the other one asks.

I nod.

"This will help," she says, pointing to the room that Mr. Executioner just walked in.

"What is it?"

"Someone we're torturing," she says, the girls walk behind me, urging me into a room. There's a man tied to a very competent torture table. "Just touch him. Everything that happened to you, happens to him then. And you'll feel better."

"I don't want to hurt anyone," I say, frowning.

"Don't you want your pain to stop?"

"I guess." No. I want to go home. I had a date.

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