⭕SUBITEMENT⭕

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In the palace of Philadelphia....

It was all chaotic, the intoxicating smell of blood and dead body lingered in the air. Providing an unsettling vibe. The only thing keeping Philosophy sane was phalodopi...her witch.

She chants words to herself. The whole place looked so deserted and wild. "Hello!" Philosophy yelled, shaking the her legs from the tight chains that were tide on. "This is ridiculous! Get me out of here!"

This cell was dark. And even if philosophy didn't want to admit it...she is scared shitless. Growing up in the forest was hard but the freedom it cam with gave her hope and boosted her confident, kept her sane.

It was scary at times and lonely most times. But it's better then being held in this cell. It was dark and smelt like a dead body layed somewhere. The smell invaded her senses and she gagged. If she stayed here any longer she might just kill herself.

She jerked her face to the left and spilled her guts out. Vomiting all the little food she had hours ago. "Oh goddess..." if this went on she'd surely die.
She hardly knew where she was...and it didn't help that the place was pitch black. So dark, it was terrifying. "Please...I need water." She pants, in a whisper, praying that someone would hear her pleads. She could use her magic, but the chains stoppéd her and made her weak...pathetic she felt.

How many days has she been in here? She has no idea. She doesn't even know if it's been days or its still the same day. All she knew was she stayed in here for hours and hours to no end. No guard came to her view, but she sened they were close, very close.

How annoying she felt when she begged and asked for their attention. Even if she didn't like asking for help, she had to. She felt as of she'd die any time soon. Worse case senario, it was burning in here. She was dripping with sweat and smelt horrible. Each part of her body stinked and smelt like a dead fish.

Her hair clinged to her neck, face and forehead, making her feel uncomfortable and very itchy. And she couldn't even do a thing if a mosquito decided to take a bite of her, or when a rat jumped at her. Why did this have to be her?

But...She had to be strong. This was just the beginning, the was more to come and she knew just well that Venom had more to this...This punishment was nothing.

"Aah." She groaned, her stomach doing a flip, she hasn't eaten for however long it was. She felt like she was dying.

Her head hang low as she took heavy deep breaths. She wouldn't show any weakness if that's what Venom wants. She knew how to play his dirty cames just as good. And if that meant she goes through pain, hurt or worse, she will earn her freedom again.

A loud bang was heard, as the far end door of the cell was pushed open. Creating bright light to shine and dance around the room. Philosophy hisses as she shuts her eyes , avoiding the light.

Heavy foots steps started to make its way to her cell, and her ears perked up, body tensed. Then it stopped right in front of her. "You stink." A voice that was of course a males spoke up. Disgust evidence in his voice.

She lifts her head. But all she saw was the shadow of a male hovering out the cell she was in. The light darkend his features and she hardly could see him. It was so frightening for anyone, but for Philosophy it left her curious. And angered her, why did they take this long just to come here!
"Why thank you. Now you may leave." She said sharply, glaring at this male. She knew very well she could see her just fine.

The male chuckles darkly, taking out a key holder with different keys from his back pocket. "A women with a big mouth. I'm impressed." He teased. Opened the cells as he stepped in. As soon as the cells door was open he stalked closer , making Philosophy growl in warning.

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