The monsters forced their respective humans into separate guest rooms in the mansion. Solace was the first to get thrown into her room. The last thing Manon saw before the door shut was Solace wincing from the impact.
Vexx tightened his grip on Manon's arm to prevent her from doing anything out of line. She grimaced from the pain. His hand closed further into her flesh to pull her towards a door not too far away from the last one. He shoved her inside and locked the door before she could escape. Manon banged on the door, shouting for anyone to let her out.
"Putain..." she mumbled once she realized no one would hear or listen.
Why? Why did she have to be so naive? How could she have been so careless to follow Vexx?
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The woman's full name was Manon Lasalle. She came from Aix-en-Provence, a city near Marseille, France. She used to work as a full-time artist and went to England to discover new sights, for inspiration's sake. Manon booked a hotel near a forest since nature inspired her the most.
One night, she was out in town. She went to a pub to rest after a long day of taking pictures of the wilderness and sat at the bar, minding her business, when someone aggressively pulled the seat from beside her.
"One neat whiskey..." they murmured, frustrated. Their voice was very nasal, yet it felt like barely any breath slithered out.
When Manon looked up, a youthful-looking man with a curly white forelock and curly black hair sat on the chair. He had heavy eye bags under his blue eyes.
"Weren't you taught that staring is rude? Gee..." He grunted without looking at her as he sipped his whiskey with one hand and closed his oversized yarn coat with the other.
Mannon's eyes widened softly. "Oh! I'm sorry..." She smiled awkwardly. "I didn't mean to stare."
After hearing her accent, his eyebrows twitched upwards ever so slightly. He looked at her at last with a grin.
"You're not from here, are you?"
And so, the two became acquainted.
The next day, after they disclosed their interests in art, they went to the forest together to take reference pictures.
"Are you sure we must go this far into the forest, Steve?" Mannon asked the man.
"Of course! It's where all of the interesting animals and trees are!" He replied.
Mannon watched her step, almost breathless due to the distance she had walked. She finally reached the top of the hill, discovering a surprising sight:
Nothing. There was nothing special about this part of the forest.
Manon felt a shiver stumble down her spine, her voice shaky.
"M-maybe we should go back-"
The next thing she knew, she was knocked out.
When she woke up, she was inside a cottage, fastened to the wall, and silenced with a piece of cloth around her mouth. The place was small and had humidity spots with moss on every wall. "Steve" and someone else were sitting at a small table, barely big enough for the two plates, set of silverware, and glasses. Manon heard her captor complain to the stranger:
"...And how do they even have that much money?! Can you believe it Zoad?! It's ridiculous they get to occupy the first Hekisaj refuge while the rest of us hide in average lives! Especially after what the Sutton have done to our community the last gursif!" He exclaimed. "Us Tohv have served our purpose flawlessly, and this is how we get paid back?! Unbelievable!"
"Relax Vexx, we will soon earn a good life." "Zoad" tried to soothe him. "In all my years, I've never met anyone as dedicated to the cause as you: I know that soon your prayers and hard work will be rewarded." He said.
"It's been years! Hakashim still favors the Sutton! This is unacceptable!!" "Vexx" shouted as he slammed his fists against the table, making it tremble.
After silence, Zoad finally spoke, grabbing Vexx by the shoulder in a comforting manner.
"Don't worry, gursif is soon; you'll get a chance to prove yourself then."
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Hung by chains
Misterio / SuspensoAfter the death of her adoptive father, Solace must go to a mysterious house to fix her etiquette, but barely anything is known about her soon-to-be teachers. During her stay, she obtains information and those who she would even dare to call "friend...
