The slight drop of water on the ground could be heard as silent as the room was.
The room was dark and the fortune teller from the circus is tied to a chair with spells being used. Her bruised face got alarmed when her face is lowered into a burning fire. Her face is being roasted as she groaned in pain.
Different whips fell on her body and she fell on the floor along with the chair. This room is made specifically to torture this woman.
A woman in a black gown and red-heeled shoes walked in as a dim light penetrated the room.
She smirked at the sight of the fortune teller in pain. This is what she loves, torturing people that disobeyed her is her hobby.
"I told you to not leave this room, didn't I? But you decided to disobey me" Ann's voice rang in the room. The fortune teller fac
