Behind the Castle's Door [COMPLETED]

Twenty-Sixth Door

As she felt anguish throughout her body, Clementine slowly opened her eyes. She gazed around as her eyes adjusted to the dim light; she was in a room with a solitary plank bed and a small window through which the moonlight reflected. A particular section of the room, with a board on the wall and a table with scattered documents, drew her attention; she also noticed a photo of Alcina on the board, which piqued her interest even more. She attempted to stand up but she out found that she was sat in a chair with her wrists and feet bound.

"What on Earth?" She muttered.

She used her strength to make herself jump while tied to the chair, and it worked, causing her to leap forward. She was about to take another leap forward when she heard loud, terrible screams, and she recognized the owner.

"Holy crap, Ingrid!" She screamed as she took another leap towards the door next to the bed.

She attempted another jump but fell to the side instead of moving forward. The screams stopped and the door to the room opened. Vanessa entered with bloodied hands and a sinister smile on her lips as she approached Clementine, who was lying on the floor.

She chuckled as she said, "My, my, my main guest has woken up."

"What did you do to Ingrid?" Once Vanessa was in front of her, she immediately inquired.

Vanessa shifted the chair in which she was bound, allowing it to rest on the ground once more. She glanced at Clementine after raising the chair and then slapped both of her cheeks, forcing her to wince in agony.

"Is it painful?" She inquired, her hand on the woman's chin.

Clementine smirked in response to her query. "No."

Vanessa clenched her teeth and slapped her again, this time with full force, she continued slapping her until her hands were fatigued. Clementine's cheeks were red and swollen, and a giggle escaped her lips as she stared at her.

"The more bruises you have, the more lovely you look," she mocked. "It's no surprise that Alcina likes you. You're essentially her plaything."

"Are you done?"

Vanessa sat in front of Clementine, admiring her plump cheeks, and took a seat. "Slapping you isn't as pleasurable as I expected."

"Can you tell me where Ingrid is and what you did to her?"

She gave a kind smile. "She's still alive, don't worry. She's been quite helpful in getting rid of your belongings."

"What?" Her brows drew together.

"Well... I may have blackmailed her into assisting me in removing the items from your room. Who'd have guessed that Ingrid was a true friend?" Vanessa's face crippled.
"Considering I was the reason she got a job in the castle in the first place, she never did anything for me back then."

"What are you talking about?"

"That little bitch wants to sacrifice her life for you," she rolled her eyes. "She even told me, just kill me and let Clementine live, tsk."

"Why are you doing this? For revenge again? Haven't you had enough?"

"You were the one who began it." Vanessa burst out laughing. "Putting sedatives in the milk you gave me was a great idea; I was absolutely knocked out," she said, rolling a strand of Clementine's hair into her finger. "It was dumb of me to leave those two papers behind for you to see, but it was even stupider of you to open the box."

"Opening the box was worth it," she smiled. "Especially now that I know who you really are, Sam."

Vanessa jumped up from her chair, snatched it up, and slammed it on Clementine's body, causing the chair to shatter and the girl to gasp in surprise.