Chapter 32

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TW: Torture, Degrading

*Michelle's POV*

We had been locked up in cells and we were worried for Erik. What were they doing to him?

Suddenly, I heard someone come in. It was an official and another person I assumed was an official.

"We gave him all of the pills that he missed out on, you get the short end of the stick, you don't get possessed," the official said.

"Is that-" I asked but the official answered, "Yes, that is your friend."

"Why is he white?" Nia asked.
The official ignored her and said, "Erik, torture them."

He went up to me and grabbed a knife and struck my face as I screamed.

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It had been a year. I don't know how we managed to be sane but we did. As the year went by, Erik would torture us more and more.

I felt sick to my stomach as I would watch my friends get tortured and even more when I saw Rose scream knowing I couldn't do anything.

He would stab us, burn us, etc. I didn't know how none of us had died yet.

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*Erik's POV*

I slashed Nia's arm when an official walked in.
"Are they dead yet?" he asked.
"No, not yet, sir," I answered.

"Kill Baqri," he said.

I heard the girls scream.
"Shut up sluts," the official said.

I took out my gun and walked towards the cell. He looked so calm.
"Are you seriously going to kill me?" he asked.

"Abdul," Nia scolded.
"Of course, why not?" I answered.

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