Desperate to stop the events of a recurring nightmare, Leora is forced into a world that wants nothing more than to see her dead.
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After being plagued with nightmares of the murders taking place in t...
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
AETOS MANOR|THE STADIUM
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"NO, STOP!"I screeched, guards surrounded me creating a wall that left no cracks.
One of the large man in gladiator skirts pulled the whip back, his steel black coal mask resembled a face with cracks, it held an expression of fear made worse by what I saw in his eyes when I looked through the gap of the mask.
He waited for the go ahead from the old man.
"Do you know what he is, girl?"Elder Aetos asked me, he held his hands under his robe, there was satisfaction in his eyes watching me struggle to get out of the grip of the guards.
"No. "Maybe I could keep him busy, distract him from giving the order.
"These are our executioners, you can plead, scream and cry, not a single emotion can penetrate their masks. Watch the witch you conspired with receive her capital punishment. "He was gloating, this man I didn't know, the man I shared blood with.
I'd been in a situation like this when I was young, when I had to explain why I didn't have parents, children could be so cruel. Farah had left each of them with at least a scratch.
I remembered sitting in detention with her, smiling from cheek to cheek, grateful she'd silenced them.
Elder Aetos gestured to the executioners, one of the stood stiff as a statue while the one with the whip sent it flying towards my sister's back.
Crack! The first whip was the worst, it brought her back to consciousness, she wailed like a baby, the sound was like a punch to the gut for me.
"No!"Josh shouted, the guards were dragging him out of the arena. He was wincing, he had sustained injuries from apartment 639. "Leo, be careful! Get Gilmore back for us!"
They dragged him out of the gate.
My scream was inaudible, no sound could convey the emotion I felt.
This wasn't part of the plan.
No. This wasn't part of the plan!
Crack! The second tore flesh from her back, it ripped through her clothes, I saw blood drip to the ground.
Her emerald eyes were glassy, she was conscious, she shook her head when anger filled me and I pushed one of the guards aside and flung him like a peddle in the street.
