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"Poor thing." He whispered beside her ear, sending shivers down her spine.
She was tied up on the wooden chair with a blindfold over her eyes. The loss of her sight magnified her other senses greatly; able to feel where the man was in the enclosed room no matter how light his steps were. The metallic smell of dried blood wafted around, irritating her breathing system.
As she heard the man walk off, she gave a small sigh as she thought about what happened a few hours earlier. While doing an errand for Kunikida, she saw Dazai killing a man in an alley. Before she managed to make an escape, she accidently stepped onto something brittle that gave out a sound as it broke, prompting the man to turn his back.
"Oh, look what I've found."
Darkness soon filled her vision as he caught hold of her arm.
Returning to her senses, she heard the wheels of a trolley being pushed towards her. The clinking of metal rang a bell in her mind: surgical instruments. The fear of torture was finally creeping in.
"Shall we start, Mademoiselle?"
All she told herself was to hang on and cling onto life no matter how much it hurts.
