Prologue
241 Words
It was dark inside. Too dark that no matter how hard he tries, he can't see anything. It smelt weird too. And the smell was again settling in his nose. It nauseates him for days. Something crawled over his skin and he jumped in fright, shouting loudly. It was so small that he couldn't even move around.
"Please! Please! Get me out of here!" He shouted, banging at the door with his fist. "Please! There are spiders in here. Pleasseeee!"
His pleas were as always unheard. He knew she was right on the other side, enjoying his agony and he sobbed loudly as he tried to brush away the crawling creatures who were having fun moving around his body. The darkness inside the closet filled every corner of his insides and ultimately he closed his eyes, giving in to the torture because there was no way out of this hell.
Slowly, he started to drift off into a slumber, sweat beading on his forehead, the musty stench settling down in his lungs.
He knew he had to get out of this. He knew he has to avenge this relentless torture that he has been enduring all these years. The treatment he doesn't deserve. He was counting it all in his head. He was keeping a journal of every pain that was inflicted on him and slowly, he will make everyone pay. Every single one of them.
That was his promise...to her.
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