ROSEWOOD MANOR, DECEMBER 31, 2018
‘I saw through my distorted vision. The horrifying smile and the scrutinizing gaze of the fallen man. My whole sore body ached and I felt a burning sensation near my crotch. His inhumane eyes were fixated on my meagre body, and there was nothing I could do to stop him from doing so. Continuous torment had invariably made my whole body numb. I could no longer feel my legs or arms, but the stinging pain that evoked from the groin’, pondered Abigail while lying on the cold floor of the basement.
He began to move towards her and knelt to touch her withered face. She wished to gauge his eyes out and cut his filthy hands-off but lied in the state of helplessness. He began to carry her in his arms, and she uttered in a dismal tone, “W…where are you taking
