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IF YOU GET EASILY TRIGGERED BY VIVID IMAGERY DISPLAYING GORE, RAPE AND MURDER, THEN I SUGGEST YOU DO NOT READ THIS CHAPTER, LET ALONE THIS BOOK. I WILL GIVE TRIGGER WARNINGS BEFORE EVERY CHAPTER THAT REQUIRES IT BUT FROM THIS POINT ON, I AM NOT LIABLE FOR ANY TRIGGERS.
TW: SCENES HINTING AT RAPE AND MURDER, DISPLAYING BLOOD, GORE, AND HARSH LANGUAGE
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MARIANA
The blood splattered across the wall was the only thing Mariana focused on. She watched the red liquid slide down the white wall like watching raindrops on a car window.
She thought that the tears sliding down her cheeks looked exactly like what she saw. Her blinks were slow, releasing more warm tears.
She wondered where her parents were, if they would come home any minute to find their daughter being mutilated, permanently altered in both mind and body.
She wondered what they would think of the man sitting on top of her, if they would charge at him without a thought.
If they would succeed in protecting her.
"Ah, Mariana," the man whispered, baring his sharp teeth in a smile-like way. "You needn't think so much, love." He leaned down and traced the length of her neck with his tongue, making his way to her ear, where he murmured: "You'll be dead soon, darling, don't fret."
Mariana refused to look his way, instead, staring at the blood trail down the wall and hoping that it would all end.
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Her mind woke up far faster than her body did.
The sounds of knocking at her bedroom door were louder than she usually heard them.
Memories flooded her hazy mind but slipped away before she could identify them, leaving her to believe it was all a dream.
"Mariana!" a shout rang out.
Her mother's voice was ferocious and promised pain if Mariana did not heed her wishes.
As much as Mariana wanted to, her eyelids stayed shut and her body lay still. She pushed and shoved at her limbs to move but they did not respond to her desperation.
All she saw was the faint light above her closed eyes and all she felt was a slight burning sensation at the base of her neck.
More images rose to her mind at the thought of her neck, this time, staying long enough for Mariana to understand.
It was not a dream.
The burning became unbearable, reaching a point where Mariana wanted to scream.
But her body did not react.
Please get up, she begged.
The sounds of her bedroom door opening interrupted her inner turmoil. The warm glow beyond her eyelids flashed brighter, as if someone had turned on the ceiling lights.
There was a silent pause as Mariana held her breath. This silence gave way to two realizations.
She was not breathing at all. There was no burning urge to inhale and fill her lungs.
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