Pagbukas ng elevator ay isa na namang madilim at masikip na lagusan. Even from here, I could still smell the blood and sweat lingering on the air. Not only my own blood and pain. It was as if I could hear the whimpers of the girls on the 13th floor.
I watched Lucifer opened the door at far end of this narrow way. I was biting my lip so hard I could taste my own blood. Mabilis ko iyong pinakawalan bago pa man muling masuka.
The room was too small, with dim lights and it was freezing. Sa sobrang lamig ay ramdam ko ang pagkirot ng sariwang sugat sa aking likuran. Sa laki ng katawan ni Lucifer, halos hindi kami makagalaw na dalawa. His hand was still on my waist, carefully avoiding not to get contact with my wounds. Though I know na wala siyang pakialam kung masaktan man ako. Hindi ko rin na
