Victim 11
The world was slowly coming into focus around her. The lights were bright and the setting all too familiar the more she was able to make of her surroundings. The room was colorful and warm. The feel of the bed was welcomed at her back. It almost made her forget -when- she was. It almost made her instinctively smile and wonder how time had been turned back. But just as quickly did she note things that were wrong. There were webs in the furthest reaches of corners. There was dust on things not moved or handled in two years. There were belts that restrained her to a bed that was once hers. This was her room. This was Ludovic’s Gridanian estate. This was her home.
Her arms gave a jerk, but the belts were tough and secure. Her legs tested and the same bit into her ankles. Her body felt bare, but that was only because she had grown so accustomed to wearing the leathers that covered her body so thoroughly. What she wore was not even baring at all.
She had been dressed, at some point, into something that was not her own and never had been. Aside from the stitching that repaired it, the dress was extravagant and fit her snugly. It was the sort of dress she might have once dreamed of wearing. But now? This was anything but a dream.
Ehvar approached, smiling down after her with a face that no longer was full of blood. “I thought you would never come back, Lissy. I was getting bored playing with replacements. I was starting to wonder if you would ever notice.â€
“Let me go, Ehvar,†M’lissa demanded.
“And let you run away from your special day?†Ehvar laughed as he caressed the woman’s cheek. He marveled how she shook beneath his touches. Though, what he saw as her being shy and timid was in fact her being terrified of what was to come. “This is all for you, Lissy. Our special day. I want to make sure you enjoy every second of it. Until the very end.â€
The world was slowly coming into focus around her. The lights were bright and the setting all too familiar the more she was able to make of her surroundings. The room was colorful and warm. The feel of the bed was welcomed at her back. It almost made her forget -when- she was. It almost made her instinctively smile and wonder how time had been turned back. But just as quickly did she note things that were wrong. There were webs in the furthest reaches of corners. There was dust on things not moved or handled in two years. There were belts that restrained her to a bed that was once hers. This was her room. This was Ludovic’s Gridanian estate. This was her home.
Her arms gave a jerk, but the belts were tough and secure. Her legs tested and the same bit into her ankles. Her body felt bare, but that was only because she had grown so accustomed to wearing the leathers that covered her body so thoroughly. What she wore was not even baring at all.
She had been dressed, at some point, into something that was not her own and never had been. Aside from the stitching that repaired it, the dress was extravagant and fit her snugly. It was the sort of dress she might have once dreamed of wearing. But now? This was anything but a dream.
Ehvar approached, smiling down after her with a face that no longer was full of blood. “I thought you would never come back, Lissy. I was getting bored playing with replacements. I was starting to wonder if you would ever notice.â€
“Let me go, Ehvar,†M’lissa demanded.
“And let you run away from your special day?†Ehvar laughed as he caressed the woman’s cheek. He marveled how she shook beneath his touches. Though, what he saw as her being shy and timid was in fact her being terrified of what was to come. “This is all for you, Lissy. Our special day. I want to make sure you enjoy every second of it. Until the very end.â€