Down the Rabbit Hole
Elijah was in the same room and position, but he could see the moon through the basement window which wasn’t there before.
*Whack*
On the ground was Chiaki, who was topless and wearing a ball gag in her mouth. Her back had several red lashes. Behind Chiaki was Beck who held a whip in her hand.
“Of all the tea sets you could have broken, you had to break China,” Beck said.
She threw the whip back and lashed out.
Chiaki cried out in pain.
It wasn’t much of a deal since Elijah was upstairs in the guest’s room and the basement was soundproofed. Although tests have shown that Elijah’s hearing was as good as a dog’s because of his sense stat.
“But you knew that… I told you to be careful. But you did it anyway!”
A fresh red line appeared on her back.
Muffled sounds came from Chiaki’s mouth.
“I know you got a bit emotional,” Beck said as she approached Chiaki. “But when you got mad, I’m sure you looked at the China set in front of you, and you just thought…”