Two Versus Danger.

| Chapter 30 |

!! Trigger Warning !! Minor torture, gore.

Apologies that I took a bit more time than a week.5. We'll say that I've been working on some very important 'stuff'... mostly visioning on what to do next. At least I'm back, no?

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By morning, the storm had left, and the sun was out. It was so pretty, and I had a perfect view of it from the window, stretching out my bones; clicking when needed. I walked forwards, resting my elbows on the windowsill, sniffing the clean air in the room. Everything just seemed to be so.
Perfect. This was the first night I had slept in a comfy bed that was provided cushioning and blankets. Not to mention the delicate lady I had a great sleepover with Salang. She was a great body pillow. We got to cuddle all night, and she didn't leave me like I thought she would do. Guess that's what I get for being a good boy all day long. The forest looked beautiful from this angle, but I saw some other people in fancy little uniforms in this junk of a place. I don't know how someone could live in this place... it was all filled with old things... reminded me of my stupid old boss. Speaking about him, I sure would get my revenge for what he did to me before I was with hugging Adam all perfectly. When I get my hands on them, I swear to God, I'm gonna rip him from shred to shred. However, I heard my perfect Salang waking up as her mouth was still duck-tape over, such a cute little decoration to her body.

"Good morning. We'll be setting foot to another location soon. I don't like this place," openly admitting as she looked at me with fear again as the bite mark from last night stayed there like a little trademark in my works.

I was proud of what I did, and I didn't sit there and lie. I don't care if other people think my way of living is weird. I loved every bit of Salang and I really wanted her all for myself. Slowly untying her ankles and ripping the duck-tape with my teeth, she flinched at my teeth being so close to her skin. Why wouldn't she? Salang's such a divine taste and flavour, different from my previous victims, and I've had a lot in the shadows. I teared her wrists and mouth restraints next. She didn't dare to fight from the last time she attempted to do such things. Needing to replace that blouse would cause a big money loss- or I could just steal one from anywhere in the right size. Slowly helping her up and out of the bed; holding her in my arms, as she only seemed to whimper softly. She was so pretty just like this, like heaven to my soul, and the one that could bring inner peace to the demon. Then again, the demon kills her off soon later, so what's the point with that statement? CORRECT! NOTHING.

"Where are you taking me?" she asked. That was a good question and I haven't yet figured it out yet.

"Where do you wanna go?" shooting back at her with a glare. She had long thought, but she knew her going back home was off the table and I also wanted to use my tools to use.

In the end, she didn't answer my question since she wanted to go home. Such a shame that I have all the power over her. Quickly, I got dressed in the stolen clothes before grabbing her by the wrist; dragging her out the door. Salang already had most of her clothes on. Minus the undergarments because who needs those? She still smelt pretty, and looked it too, even after sleeping with such a perfect sentient being like myself. No one was awake surprisingly, so it was just me and her walking the halls, until I saw two people at the stairs. Giving me an unwelcoming stare... that's not very nice of them, seeing the female visibly gulping- she was also chubby. The meat on her would be tender by a long shot. My snack was an unlucky pick then. However, there was no time for talking and I walked past them with my little doll.

The long walk was delightful for us, and it gave me many chances to get to know her. A familiar feeling of having a friend spread through me as I smiled more often and took deep breaths to inhale the freedom. At one point, I even held her hand. My rough - haired, long-nailed hands trapped in her soft, short nailed hands. What a perfect combination. It was almost like we were meant for each other. I felt as if this was a familiar place... the uneven log that magically had fallen across a shallow river. A foretelling darkness on the other side as two little heads just popped off like LEGO figures. A labyrinth of memories that brought me to this life.