Part 5: playtime

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He picked up her body and tied it to the chair.

Put a gag in her mouth.

and a blindfold on her eyes

placed headphones on her ears, and she woke up in severe pain.

He blasts the same metal song on repeat.

And put two giant ice bags on her thighs.

And said, "I'll be back," and he laughed and left the room but left the door unlocked.

Jasmine wanted death.

Going crazy from the music

And numb from the ice on her thighs.

She kept looking for a way out.

Tried to free herself to no avail.

Moved back and forth to drop the bags of ice, but they were tied to her legs.

She started to freeze, and her legs felt unresponsive.

Her mind is going crazy from the music.

She saw the knife on the bed.

She tried moving the chair, but she fell to the ground with her face on the floor.

She dragged herself to the bed with her chin.

Her nose was bleeding.

Her jaw was almost broken.

She kept trying and trying.

Until she got there

Hope sparked in her eyes.

She can go free.

Kill the guy.

Run

Or take her life.

Anything is better than this hell.

As she put her chin on the bed and almost reached the knife,

He grabbed her face.

And her face turned white.

Fear was there.

He removed the headphones, threw them to the ground, and said

"This was a test... There was no phone call... It was recorded... And you failed... They might as well devour you now," she said, in disbelief.

Shocked

Terrorized

He removed the gag from her mouth as she coughed and grasped for air.

"But I saw you leaving," Jasmine said.

"Oh little lamb, I've never left. I just opened the door and came back through the door that was behind you. I was here... In the corner,

She turned her head to see two doors facing each other in the corner.

The mind is a simple tool to manipulate.

You just gotta know your ways," he said as he slammed her to the bed and kept shoving as she screamed and suffered, "Pls don't... Don't kill me... pls."

"I'm not going to kill you...Little lamb... I'm just going to make you.... Reborn."

He cut off her ties, put her hands on handcuffs behind her back, and threw her to bed.

He dipped his axe in cold alcohol and placed it on her back.

She was terrified

The weight of the axes alone is unbearable in her broken state.

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