I Desire You

Chapter 14. Mercy

Summary:

"Lust would take the body and discard the soul."
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Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

(Name)’s face scrunched when something wet continued to drip onto her skin repeatedly. She could feel her body lying flat on a hard - yet soft, ground, and something warm and large was draped over her.

She was in the middle of sleeping, a rest that she hasn’t had for so long. It felt so blissful and sweet until this dripping sensation interrupted her peacefulness.

Opening her eyes, she was met with a dark ceiling of a shed. Her vision slowly cleared up and her eyes showed her droplets of water that dripped from a crack from the ceiling. That’s when her hearing came to play and she heard the rainstorm happening outside the shed.

Speaking of the shed, this shed looked like a workplace of some sort, as if there were people who resided here to hang out or something. Some tools hung upon the walls, but they were nothing like the weapons in the other shed. A desk was nearby that had some playing cards upon it, and (Name) could make out a couple of empty bottles that lay wasted in the corner.

Well, it was obvious who the Entity favoured.

Slowly getting up from her lying position, (Name) noted the giant blanket that fell over her form. It was nice and fluffy as (Name) combed her hair with her fingers, until she noticed that her clothes were changed.

Compared to the previous set of revealing assets, she now wore a simple shirt and black leggings that seemed to keep her warm. Much to her dismay, there was nothing to cover her feet so she tucked them deeply under the warm duvet.

“What happened?” she mumbled to herself, scratching her head to think of what happened before she was knocked out cold.

Her mind flashed to Sally and Bubba, where she shoved past them and ran off. The laughter of the Clown and his assaults on her ringed into her brain, as she screamed for help only for Sally to arrive just in the nick of time.

(Name) ran off on Sally’s command and that’s where she had the unfortunate luck of running into the Executioner.

(Name) rubbed her arms as she remembered how strong and firm his grip was. The way he gripped her was intense and mortifying, sending chills down her spine.

“Oh fuck… I ran away from him and…” (Name) trailed off.

She probably alerted the entire realm with her screaming and running. Her memories came back as she remembered how she fell down the slope and dashed into the forest, only to be met with the mercy of the Oni.

He had knocked her out cold, just when the others had come to join them.

(Name) winced once the back of her neck throbbed painfully, in memory of the back of his katana slamming itself upon her skin. 

After that… she was brought here.

The rainstorm shook outside violently as the small female was situated on the mattress, not sure what to do. None of the killers were here, probably on a trial or something.