Thirty-Two

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I wake up only to be floating. Why am I floating? The chains were broken. Am I dreaming? This definitely doesn't feel real. My head is spinning. 

"My perfect Hellhound disobeying me. That's a first." A voice says. 

"Master?" I ask.

Something throws me into the wall. My muscles feel like they're on fire. His voice is angry. His voice is hot like fire. I get thrown to the other wall. Something lifts me up. 

"You're going to fix this." He says.

"Master, please." I say.

I get thrown to the other wall. Blood starts to drip from my mouth. I wince. It lifts me up almost to the celling. 

"I am no killer." I say.

"Yes. You are. You have always been." He throws me to the other wall.

I'm getting tossed around like a rag doll. He pounds me to the floor. More blood pooled out of my mouth. I feel like twelve elephants are on me. I'm breaking. My spine feels like it's breaking. He raises me up again.

"You're going to make up for your recent failure." He says.

"No!" I yell.

He throws me into the wall.

"I can't kill you, but I can kill them." He says.

"Leave them out of this!" I yell.

I get thrown again.

"Then do what I say." He says.

"Y-y-yes." I stutter.

He finally drops me. 

"Don't fail me."

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