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Elijah POV

Corl seems to have fought a battle with himself. I use this time to do what I need to do. I grab the jar of eyes and unscrew the lid. I reach my hands towards Corl, squinting at what I have to do to him. I gently yank at the eye, and then quickly take my hand away. I can't do this... but I have to.

I force my hand back, closing my eyes as I grab his eye. I yank it harder, trying to think about something else. Suddenly, it pops out. It's one of the most unpleasant things I've ever experienced, but I'm only half way through. I take a deep breath as I reach for the other one.

Y/N POV

Alex and Sub turn the corner, with Sub appearing first. I grab him by the neck, along with Alex who follows closely behind. I don't mean any harm, as I'm only trying to restrain them.

However, they don't make it any easier since they are fighting back. Their faces start to turn pale as I try to strap them into the chair, but I can't let go until I get it done. Im killing them. I just need to strap them to the chairs.

Their faces start to turn blue and purple as they choke for air. It's painful to watch, but even more painful to do since they're my friends, but I don't have a choice.

Their force won't let me strap them down, so I let go. I can't kill them. They grab me just as fast as I let go and turn the situation around on me. They strap me to the chair. Suddenly, they collapse, probably due to lack of air.

Next thing I know, I'm strapped into the chair while Alex and Sub are collapsed on the floor as the time ticks away.

Tick...

Tick...

Tick...

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