Before I Fall

Chapter Seventy-two

Bad temper was apparent in the family, as much as the conniving doctor tried to hide it. In a fit of rage he punished Morgan severely and she didn't even know what was happening until it was being done to her. The manacles were opened and she was thrown to the ground from the table. Strength immediately began returning to her body and she could feel some wounds healing. However, it was short lived when she felt chains around her wrists again. Her body regressed to her former state and Morgan immediately figured that her chains were cursed. She was dragged to a metal chair and something big and empty was placed over her head and secured firmly upon her shoulders.

"So, Ms. LaFray... are you going to tell me what happened last night? How did your sister escape?" his voice was calm, trying to lull her into a sense of safety, to trick her into admitting what happened.

"Just do whatever the fuck it is that you're going to do. Lourdes gets to live and soon the calvary will be here to shut this whole place down. My mother will kill you immediately to cover her own ass." Morgan growled in defiance.

"Very well then."

The rush of heavy water came from above to trample on the crown of her head and filling the contraption her head was stuck in. It was a tank. Keeping her head up was pointless as the receptacle became full within minutes, trapping her inside. She was fastened to the chair and jerked around in an effort free herself but she soon discovered that it too was another contraption when it delivered an adequate dose of voltage to her body. Her convulsions set the air trapped in her lungs free and she took in water. Morgan didn't know how long she was under but it felt like hours had passed before the water was drained from the tank and she vomited, finally able to breathe again. The doctor wasn't finished with her and turned the water on again, forcing Morgan to breathe while she could.

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No one was coming for her. Morgan had come to the conclusion when more than five days had passed since Lourdes left and there was no panicking, no one finishing her off to get rid of the evidence, nothing. The good doctor and his son were having the time of their lives punishing her for the sins of her mother. Lynx violated her repeatedly without remorse and force fed her slop twice daily with tubes so she could remain alive long enough. Additionally, the more evolved vampire king had visited the torture chamber where she was kept. She could sense his disgust at her unholy sight and he gave no further instructions than to take what they needed from Morgan then put her out of her misery. Of course, Devane didn't comply because her suffering was what he enjoyed. With her infected wounds, she was left dangling from chains, whipped beyond recognition with a punctured lung and dangerously close to death.

There were literally no more tears left to cry and no more voice to shout out to anyone that would hear her. She wondered if her sister did make it through the night. Maybe that's why she hadn't returned for her. If she had, who would help her? Mignon wouldn't lift a finger to help her and Roman was clueless about the enemies under his own roof. Her irregular breathing was the only indication that she was still alive. The sound of fingers tapping against the keyboard as Dr. Devane worked irritated her but there was nothing she could do about it.

"Good news Princess, my research is done and I've gotten what I needed. Now it's time to let you go so I can conquer the Underworld once and for all."

Morgan's jaw was broken so she couldn't even reply to his madness even if she wanted to. All she longed for now was a quick and painless death. She heard him near her. The chains rattled above her head as he freed her arms and let her limp body fall to the floor in a heap of skin and bones. Grabbing her by the hair, he pulled Morgan along the cold floor, bumping her into table legs along the way until he opened another door. He flung Morgan inside a metal closet and slammed the door to the tight space shut. Where was she? What was he doing? The hiss of something repugnant had Morgan heaving and holding her chest with her hand that was still intact. Gas. He must have put her in a gas chamber or an incinerator.