Bloodcurdling screams echo throughout the castle walls as I once again attempt to make my escape. My miniature 5'4 self darted around the corner of the mansion's many corridors as maniacal laughter followed behind me; along with the sadistic laughter followed faint buzzing noises. Was that flies buzzing around? My thoughts were interrupted immediately as the laughing and buzzing increased. They were getting closer faster than I could think.
My breath was hitching as I hid behind a curtain and stayed quiet, I heard them dart past as I began to ponder what kind of creatures I was working for, I began this job about a month ago and already they have taken my blood, they have tried to torture me andd they keep saying "Mother would be this" and "Mother would be that" I have no idea who their 'Mother' Is but she sounds like a right bitc- "AGHHHH" Schwing, Crshhh the cold, razor like edge of a knife was suddenly gushed into my shin and dragged up slightly before I kicked the dark hooded mistress in the kneecap and limped away as best as I could, I dont know why I decided to try and escape again, wasn't like I could hide anywhere. Click Clack Click Clack the sound of heels could be heard below, those footsteps sounded new, but that scent was familiar, that perfume, It was almost nostalgic whenever I walked by one of my many mistress's chambers. It lingered like a heavenly aroma.
"Gotcha hahahahah" Cassandra Dimitrescu exclaimed in delight, her sickle gashing into my leg once more "ARGHH" I squealed, "Nowhere left to run now little mouse" She smirked, my limp body was then dragged down the corridor trailing a bloody line behind us suddenly everything went black. My hazel eyes began to flutter softly, as my body began to run cold, the sharp stabbing of a needle began to stab at my wound, Splash Gshhh the chem fluid was ice on my bloody wound Splashhh Ice cold water was splashed over my face, I sat bolt upright and shuddered
, soaking wet, my legs wiggled in desperation to get free but they felt light, peering down, I was suspended in the air by chains, I peered around my new environment, The cobblestone walls were dark and dripping with unknown liquids from the ceilings, The air was foul, a sour overwhelming smell of rotting corpses filled my nostrils making my stomach twist and turn as I squirmed in the restraints.
"Hahahahahahah Look at the little rats sobs and squirms so defenceless" A hooded mistress mocked as she dragged a icy, razor-like blade against my throat. I swallowed hard, my legs trembling in bloodcurdling fear. "Now what should we use first? Mothers in the village for the afternoon so we have hours yet" Bela exclaimed in delight at the sight of my terror, "M-maybe we should let her go, she hasn't done anything wrong in the first plac-" Daniela squeaked out "Quiet Dani!" Cassandra and bela bellowed in sync turning their attention back to my shivering, quaking form "I think the dimitrescu branding treatment, since you decided your work is going to slack while mothers away" Mistress Cassandra grinned devilishly. Daniela squeaked , Her voice echoing the grubby, damp walls of the dungeons. "Oh, this will be so much fun...for us, as for you hand maid" Cassandra spat "This will be excruciatingly painful..you won't be able to sit for weeks once we are done with you" The two sadistic sisters giggled while Dani backed away and ran up the stone steps to the main hall.
Cassandra smirk widened even more, the crimson, splattered weapons hung on the wall like twisted christmas ornaments of an even more twisted family home, her hand tightly gripped the cold, metal rod that connected to a burning iron, the end of the iron was no longer a metal, innocent dimitrescu crest, but now however a blazing hot logo, its steel was a molten-red as Cassandra held it over a furnace of angry flames. Bela stood beside me threatening my throat with the end of her newly, sharpened sickle "P-Please- I" I whimpered out in fear, struggling for my life "Shut it or mother will hear you, she hates being disturbed by the pathetic little screams of pathetic, worthless, ungrateful handmaids!" Cassandra snapped at me once more "Bela, întoarce cel slujitoare peste vă rog" I didnt understand a word the dark haired mistress had said, Bela smiled and unstrapped my wrists from the chains and growls softly.
I'm gonna see how well this does and if it does well I'll write more <333
