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33. Dark.

The way Zanvil gripped her hand left a huge bruise on her arm. She couldn't feel his nails digging into her skin as her heartbeat raised when Zanvil dragged her into the same dungeon like room where she found them before. Aurora stood aside shocked to see them with Faith there. She could see their anger.

The room had a rustic smell which made her stomach churn in disgust. She couldn't focus on the surroundings when Zanvil grabbed her hair with his hand and suddenly started dragging her to the corner of the dungeon as she tried to pry his hands off her hair.

The dungeon itself was dark having scratches on the wall and strong chains hanging from the roof. That was giving her scary exterior which made her shiver at the thought of who they keep in this state.

" Z-Zan - "

"SHUT UP. SHUT THE FUCK UP. Why the fuck did you even get out of our fucking room? All this freedom to roam around is a privilege until you step into places you don't belong and see things you shouldn't see." He yanked her harshly yet still somehow managed not to damage her hair.

But it still pained her scalp as she wrapped her fingers around his wrist wiggling it off but she didn't realise he already dragged her to some room.

He pulled her infront of the rustic door in the corner of the dungeon. Being in the corner, the small red light didn't reach there making it almost impossible to see what was there inside the room when lucian opened the door.

Faith stopped thrashing as she was confused why they brought her there, but suddenly her blood ran cold when her mind flashed a memory which brought a deja vu to her. She's been in this situation before. Before, when she was small kid.

Gulping the crawling fear down her throat, she peeked at Zanvil who looked evil with his eyes glaring holes at her.

She shook her head, tears rushing down her almost red cheeks. Faith clutched his shirt, moving closer to him as the place and her senses scared her more.

" P-Please don't do t-this. " She begged trying to move away from that door.

Aurora was about to say something but one look from Azron, she took a back step. The trio looked murderous.

Before Faith can say anymore, Zanvil pushed her into that room. Being a small room she almost hit her head by the force he pushed her with, but she used her hands to escape the impact but her knees landed on the cemented floor hard. They started to bleed slowly. She turned around at once to see Zanvil glaring at her.

She couldn't see anything clear, she blamed on the tears but the place was actually gloomy and dark which was making her head spin. She squinted, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, she saw Zanvil infront and Azron a little far away. She started to plead them sitting on her wounded knees.

"Please, No... Please Don't.. Zanvil ..No!" She closed her eyes to keep those feelings of terror at bay as her lips pleaded him. She knew they were going to close that damn door and are planning to cage her here in the dark.

" P-Please I'm...I'm afraid of d-dark, don't d-do this p-please. "

"You will never run again" Zanvil said that right before he started closing the door.

At the very moment she started screaming to let her out and begged them. But they didn't budge. As the door is almost closed, Faith cried watching as the little light fading away with teary eyes.

Out of the blue, She didn't realise but then she saw Zanvils face turning into a familiar face which she'd rather it buried deep long time ago.

Her knees buckled, making her fall on her butt, but her eyes didn't left his face.