Chapter 18

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The voice went ignored, besides the fumes of anger that trickled through her veins that was. She pushed it aside, back towards those dark corners of her mind. Silvery tentacles reached forward, curling around those words that floated inside her mind and pulled them back further. Or at least, that's how she imagined them disappearing. Once they were gone, a door closed and locked with a key that she couldn't see, it didn't exist, and therefore the voice couldn't get back through. She hoped anyways. If it did come back, Paisley would just ignore it. It was all she could do, besides let the anger take over and she wasn't willing to let that happen again.

The two walked in silence ahead of her after she had taken her glass of water, and left Paisley to fall back as she followed. She had the opportunity to run. She could turn and just run. She could leave and probably be allowed to, but they were turning too many corners. Paisley's mind spun trying to keep track of them all. It was like an inside maze and if she tried to turn back now, she was sure to get lost for the rest of her life. Rustic chimes filtered through the air; Priscilla laughing at whatever was said by Agnus that went unheard by Paisley. It wasn't like she cared, there was no reason to. Not much hope was left at this point in time to keep that care alive.

Right. Left. Left. Right. Left. Left.

Too many turns and wherever they were headed didn't seem to be anywhere in sight. She could feel the pressure just beginning to prod above her eyebrows, a headache beginning to form. She recognized it from when using her scream far much longer then it allowed her to and from the times she had spent countless hours staring at pages of school work and never getting further then a sentence at a time in those hours. It was probably because she was getting too dizzy from all the twists and turns they were making. Or maybe it was lack of food, she needed to eat. Paisley didn't know how much time had lapsed since being captured. What she was sure of though was that it had to have been hours and she hadn't ate since the night before. At that thought, a rumbling gurgled in her stomach to keep that reminder fresh in the front of her mind.

"Are you hungry?" The frosty voice sounded mildly surprised, as if some kind of news she hadn't been expecting was just presented to her.

Paisley skidded to a stop, which turned more into a jerky slide as the friction beneath her feet was momentarily lost in her sudden halt. Water jostled in the cup in her hands and sloshed over the sides, splashing to the floor in front of her. The cool of the floor felt like room temperature metal, the reasoning she hadn't taken note of it at first. The couple stood in front of her, Priscilla wearing an odd mask upon her face. More like a questioning look, one that spoke volumes of not quite understanding something. Agnus leaned over, his lips moving quickly as he whispered in her ear. Realization sparked in Priscilla's eyes, those painted lips parting an inch in surprise. They closed, the edges curling up coldly, but there was a slight change in the look. It wasn't as icy as before, a slight genuine glaze to it. Still, no kindness lay in the smile or eyes.

"Ah, yes, sometimes I forget. My apologies," she said in a sickly sweet voice that grinder at Paisley's nerves. "Come."

The word pushed her feet forward to follow the two as they turned back around to walk around another corner. Paisley stumbled forward, her feet slipping against the ground as she scurried to follow. She didn't have much hope she was about to be fed. And even if she was, well, that thought only made her mouth water. There was no promise of food, she couldn't allow her hopes to get up or get too high.

"Wonderful, isn't it?" Priscilla mused, her head turning side to side as she examined the hallways they ventured down. "I designed it myself."

Paisley wasn't surprised by the explanation. Though, she didn't comment back. What could she say, that it all just made her incredibly dizzy? She wasn't really sure if that was a compliment and didn't even want to dare chance it.

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