I awoke suddenly. My breathing was unstable, my heart was pounding and I can definitely feel a headache coming. I opened my eyes but still can't see anything. Its too dark in here. It's really cold too and feels very familiar. Wait-. Oh gosh. I started to panic. No no no. I can't be- . The familiar sound of the basement door opening had me frozen in fear and for the first time ever, the basement had actual light. I can see the hole we escaped from has been patched up. How did I get back here? What happened?
" I see you're awake now. How wonderful."
I quickly stood up and looked behind me, brushing aside the striking pain going through my body. The Master stood there with a fake smile with an evil glint in her eyes. I quickly looked away from her, but gasped when I saw who was behind her. The man who helped me, was looking at me with the same expression as Master.
"Y-you? B-but I th-thought we got away?"
He and Master laughed like I said a really good joke. What the hell? I was so confused.
"Well, my sister is all grown up isn't she?" He was now looking at me like, like I killed his family or something.
" You ruined my life when you were born. Abused by both mother and father for no reason. Neglected. Had to fend for myself. But you, were their angel. You could never do any wrong, even when you did. And I had to pay for it." I was so confused and scared. He looked at me with so much hatred. " So, my dear sister, I'm ruining your life."
He was in my face now, smirking down at me. I got upset. I had family, an older brother, but he hated me. My dreams were crushed. I got nothing else to lose. I looked him dead in the eyes, my face blank.
" You sick fuck! You can't blame me for shit that's out of my control! You're just worthless."
By now he looked about ready to kill me and my now smug smile isn't helping me at all. A hard punch in my face wiped it clean off. He punched me? I spit out a glob of blood and looked up to see it was actually Master who did. He spat in my face and left with Master, laughing about God knows what. Maybe my quick approaching death? Which at this point I'm actually looking forward to. Better than staying here the rest of my life. The basement was once again in darkness. I lay down on the floor completely still, the cold floor calming me a little bit. So, that escaping stunt was just a mind fuck. A game to them, torture for me. Is this what they're gonna continue doing? I have no way of ending this myself. This place is completely empty. This is it, I'm forever stuck here.
