GOOD OLD DAYS

"I won't hurt you little girl." He said dryly.

"I'm not a little girl, damn you!" I groaned as I stood up and realized there were many masked men around me that I had seen outside.

"What do you want from me? You want to kill me, right?" I kept my distance from him. He just chuckled back at me.

"If I want to kill you, I'll do it right now. However, it'll not hurt you. You must also feel what I have felt."

Fear paralyzed me. What the hell did he mean?!

His eyes were still the same. Looking at me full of hatred and anger which he tried to keep for himself.

Two men approached me and pulled me. My heart skipped a beat as we walked down the hall.

Moorah stood right in front of me with her sinister smile, "Welcome to ..." She pretended to think, "Hell." She finished her sentence with a sneer.