"Again."
Reginald's voice echoed off the walls.
Serafina's hands shook as they lifted the black rod, placing the tip against her stomach once more. She groaned in pain as her flesh seared beneath the iron.
"Again."
She wavered.
"Ag-"
"Smettila!" Serafina yelled, her body falling to its knees as she threw the fire poker away. It skidded across the ground, lightly hitting Reginald's shoe as it came to a stop against the sole.
"I'm disappointed, Number Eight." He sighed, reaching down to grab the object. "You lasted longer yesterday." He walked over to her, dropping the iron rod at her knees.
"Again."
Serafina's hands fisted the fabric of her shorts.
"Again."
Tears welled in her eyes.
"Again."
Her stomach ached.
"Again."
Her breath hitched as she grabbed the fire poker and harshly placed the tip against her neck.
Her skin burned.
She willed the fire within her to emit from her skin, the action causing the the rod to become hotter. A scream ripped from her throat. It was loud and sharp, the sound reverberating off the walls of the heavily locked room.
Reginald looked on, unfazed.
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Time's on Fire
Fanfiction"Can't find my way home But it's through you and I know What I'll do Just to get back in her arms" - My Chemical Romance (Five Hargreeves X Fem!OC) (Book 1)
