𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐍 [18+] (#0.5)✔️

4: The Scent of Fears

Rewritten 11.10.22

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"No one thinks of how much blood it costs"- Dante Alighieri

Lunaire's POV:

"Wakie wakie.... Little luna...."

"Are you going to obey me or not?"

The phantasma of colours become murkier as scarlet seeps in the abhorrent darkness. It takes a moment for me to realise that it is indeed, as dark as it can get.

My body feels light, as if a fleeting cumulonimbus in Autumn. I shake off the fragment of the nightmare, the haze in my vision clears as my ears slowly register the continuous sound of water hitting the ground.

I realise I have been captured and a bundle of rope coils around my wrists tightly.

A musty smell wafts around the darkness, the reality of the situation starting to seep in. It's cold and dreary, plot of every crime fiction in the world.

"You are awake," I squint as a burst of light fills the room, a faint throb creeping on the back of my head.

It takes me a moment to adjust to the brightness and meet the eyes of the redhead in front of me. Her bright blue eyes pierces through me. For a moment, I feel naked.

She takes out a cigarette and lights it, taking a long drag of smoke.

"Want one?" She offers, a hint of smirk playing on her lips.

She seems to be amused by me. Like a child at a zoo entertained by the antics of something that is absolutely powerless and captive.

I nod as she presses the cigarette to my lips. I take a drag of it, the nicotine soothing my raging nerves.