The Fallen

Chapter 21

 "Where did she go?!" Asked the Devil again to Danielle. "I already told you. I don't know." Danielle lied. When Taylor made her exit the Devil made his servants throw her into the dungeons. He made a mistake. He should have locked Taylor up, but instead he was cocky. The devil was frustrated with the girl. "You have to know! Tell me!" He yelled bending in front of Danielle, who was tied to a metal chair. The ropes glowed as they showed their magical properties Danielle stayed silent as she looked away from the man. She couldn't as his red eyes burned into her skull. The man growled before using much force to slap Danielle. The noise echoed through the dungeon and Danielle's head was jerked the other way leaving a red hand mark on her left cheek. She whimpered as it burned her skin. "Look at me when I talk to you." He said. Danielle slowly moved her head and cowered under his eyes. The confidence she had seconds ago was gone. "Where is she?" He said slowly making sure Danielle heard every word. "She. She." Danielle didn't know what to say to the man. "Spit it out!" He yelled at her. She whimpered at the loud noise. She took a deep breath through her nose, trying to get her bearings. "I'm sorry. B-but the way she got out took her to a place I don't even know. It just got her away, that's all I know." Danielle lied trying her best to sound believable. The man paced across the room, thinking. He pulled at his his coal black hair, making it stick up. "You know what? I'll send someone else to do this! I'm done!" He yelled opening the cell door. He turned around, slamming the door. He looked through the bars to Danielle with a small smirk. "I can't promise he will go easy on you." He said before laughing. Danielle pulled at her restraints but the rope just rubbed against her skin, digging into it. The man continued to laugh as he made his way down the hallways with his psychotic laughter bouncing against the walls, as Danielle kept of pulling but it was no use.