TW: Harassment, Abuse, Rape.
Can I just back out? She asked herself.
She doesn't want to continue now. She glanced at the door but one man was already standing there, puffing a cigarette.
"I-I..." she couldn't utter any word now. She's trapped, that was the only thing she knew.
Damn site.
But then she realized it was her fault too. For being too naive to even follow that stupid site.
Great. Just Great.
She gasped and moved away when the girl touched her back.
"What are you standing there, darling? Dance. Strip. We wanna see that gorgeous body." one man stood up and placed his hands on his pocket.
She just stood, knees trembling.
"Baka nahihiya sa'min. Alis na muna tayo." the lady told the other girls and they nodded. "Ciao! Enjoy!"
Dead end.
"Ayaw pa rin? Sayang ang langit." one of the man started to become serious about his words.
"S-sir I--" before she could even finish speaking, she inhaled some sort of chemical which made her lost consciousness.
Where am I?
That was her first question.
It was dark. Very dark.
She tried opening her eyes. But she couldn't see anything.
She tried moving but did not succeed because she was chained. That's when she realized that she had been blind folded.
She heard foot steps coming her direction.
"Hello? May tao ba r'yan?" pinakiramdaman niya ang paligid pero walang sumasagot, "T-Tulong! Help!"
She was starting to cry. Tears were wetting the cloth which is covering her eyes. "S-someone, please..."
"Nako! Akala ko naman kung anong mga ingay 'yang naririnig ko, ikaw lang pala."
"Please, let me-"
The man covered her lips with duct tape, pressed it and slapped her mouth. Then he aggressively removed the tape from her mouth which caused a painful peeling.
Her tears continuasly trolled down from her eyes. She painfully gasped.
"Ah, tignan mo nga naman. May natanggal na balat." the man draw near her, "Oh, yung labi mo, miss. Dumudugo."
As the man tried reaching for her bleeding lips, she moved her head away from the mans hand.
"P-pakawalan niyo na'ko, please..." she pleaded.
But instead of answering, the man sat and labelled his face with hers and took off her blind fold.
It was the man from earlier.
Well, what could she expect. Sila lang naman ang may pakana nito.
"G'wapo ba, Miss?" the man snickered, "Juan nga pala."
Then the other three men approached inside the room.
They started touching her feminine and sensitive parts. One touched her legs, the other one licked her neck, and one grabbed her femininity.
Such jerks.
No one was there for her. She was traumatized. Triggered. Threatened.
She went home, trembling. A loud slap painful slap welcomed her.
"Saan ka galing, ha?! Tatlong araw kang nawala!" then her aunt slapped her again, "Napakatanga mo! Bobo ka!"
She accepted the slaps over and over. She didn't even tried uttering a word to explain the hell she experienced.
"Hindi ka sasagot?! Ano? Palamunin ka na nga lang dito sa pamamahay na 'to, pasanin ka pa! At talagang bumalik ka pa rito, ha?! Alam mo mas masaya pa ako kapag nabalitaan kong namatay ka na lang, eh!" dinuro-duro siya nito.
Death, huh?
Sana nga namatay na lang rin ako. anito sa sarili.
True enough that tounges can kill.
Hell. That what she went through.
She cried begging for life to take her. But she lived.
Cutting wrists. Overdosing herself. She did everything to escape this cruelty but nothing happened.
"Justice won't do any help." she angrily stabbed the pen on the table as she tried writing a help note but it was useless.
Revenge. That she told herself.
She started gathering piece of evidences of how was tortured, harassed, abused.
"Hi, uhm..." she flirticiously twirled her hair, "May I know your WiFi password? And do you know perhaps, Juanito Salvador?"
"Oh..." the clerk blushed, "He's the tenant in room seven-four-three. The password is zero-two demon."
Demon. No wonder he lives here.
She played game of lies to cover up from being suspicious. "You play games? So do I."
She marked double crosses on each of her targets.
She puffed a breath. "I wanna be the deadly fury you will all be afraid of!" she laughed maniacally.
"Even you, Leo." she aimed for the picture of Leo using the dart.
Their treachery turned her like this.
She stayed silent. "I'll speak no more, but will act deeper and smarter than before." she promised to herself.
"Tréxe na Petháneis." she stretched her arms, "Can't wait to see you run to die."
She reached for a nail, "Boom!" she forcefully stuck the nail on the piece of cloth and clapped her hands, "Un clavo para muerte!"
I'll make this people seek for leads until they find out that I'm the culprit. But it won't be easy, I ain't gonna give mercy. She smirked mentally.
"Mortem Street, I didn't know you'll introduce me to hell." she shook her head. "I was already Invading Hell, but it welcomed me wholeheartedly."
Now I'm a demon.
"A Dice of Death," she raised the dice and held it in the air, "Tell me who's first." and tossed it on the board filled with pictures of her targets.
