Experiment of Madness

45-Unanswered Pain-Aerra/Dag

As I come to, my eyes flutter open to find myself enveloped in darkness. A sense of confusion and fear washed over me, "Where am I? God, I'm in a coffin..." The realization hits me like a ton of bricks, and I can't help but gasp in horror at the thought.

Then, as if things couldn't get any worse, strands of hair start to flutter down into the coffin. "God, they're burying me alive!"

The terror and panic build within me as I scream and cry, my voice loud and filled with desperation. "Get me out of here! Get me out! Get me out!"My cries echo in the confined space, the sounds of my screams ricocheting off the walls of the coffin.

The fear and desperation reach a boiling point, and I shout as loud as I can, my voice raw and emotional. "Dag! Dag, where are you?" I

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Dag

I took Philip's number from Melissa, and I'm calling him it's on the phone speaker.

I hold the phone tightly in my hand, my finger hovering over the 'call' button. My heart pounds in my chest as I hear the phone ringing, waiting anxiously for the call to be answered.

As the call connects, I hear Philip's voice on the other end, his tone demanding and anxious. "Where's my wife?" he asks.

I take a deep breath before responding, my tone firm and clear. "Shut the fuckk up and listen. You want your wife, I want Aerra. I can exchange your wife for mine." My words leave no room for negotiation, my determination evident in my voice.

The room falls silent as we all wait, the tension in the air thick and oppressive. Everyone's eyes are on me, their gazes fixed and expectant, waiting for Philip's response.

Fuck!

Ivarsen's voice cuts through the silence, his words laced with skepticism and irritation. "And here I thought the bastrad loved his wife."His tone is sardonic.

As I make my way towards the locked room, Gunnar's voice rings out behind me, his tone laced with worry. "Dag!"he calls out, trying to get my attention.

As I unlock the door and slowly push it open, the sound of the lock clicking echoing through the room, the woman sitting on the chair jumps in surprise, her eyes widening in fright at my sudden appearance.

My words are blunt and direct, aimed at the frightened woman. "Your husband hangs the phone. He doesn't seem to love you that much."
The woman's eyes widen further as I raise the gun in her direction. "I don't even know if Aerra is alive," I say, my voice cold and my finger on the trigger.

The woman's voice is pleading, her eyes filled with fear and desperation as she looks up at me."Please, what is my fault? Please don't do this.." she begs, her words quavering with desperation.

Mom's voice cuts through the tension, her question direct and loaded. "Dag, are you a murderer? Is my son a murderer?"

"She's innocent. "Gunnar says.

My voice hardens as I speak, my resolve firm and unwavering. "I want Aerra. I don't care about this woman."Mom's voice cuts through my determination, her words a sober reminder of the reality of the situation. "You won't get Aerra if you kill her."Her voice is stern and insistent, bringing me back to the present moment, the consequences of my actions hanging in the air.

I reluctantly put down the gun, the weight of my actions settling heavily on me. With a heavy sigh, I release my grip on the weapon, placing it on the nearby table.

I nod, my voice serious and filled with determination. "Pray, nothing happens to Aerra, or else even my mother won't save you from me" The threat hangs in the air, the intensity in my voice making it clear that I'm deadly serious about protecting Aerva at all costs.