Chapter 2

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She drifted in and out of  consciousness through the rest of the "dolly-ing" process. Her eyelashes  had been ripped out and replaced with big, bold, black ones that he had  cemented on  with a hot glue gun.

What had she done to deserve this? She wasn't sure. As he grasped the top of her head ripping each piece of hair. She tried to move but collapsed back in position, with her hands and feet dangling from the thick rope.

"Don't move your only gonna make it worse."

She wailed in pain. He clenched a clear bottle with some sort of magenta chemical solution inside. she couldn't really tell it hurt to pick up her head. Stuttering, "I just don't un-der-der stan-d". shaking in pain as she felt her scalp burn. Kate tried to lift up her head.Like said before he screamed at her "I said keep your head still!" Her throat felt as if it was closing. "pl-please sir.." She tried pleading. He simply smiles. Quite deviously she thought. The man was concentrating 

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