Chapter 6
Mariana raised her head slowly, looking around the room. Her head hurt badly so was most of her body. Her eyes couldn’t open properly, but at least she could see something a little clearer.
The room was white, with blood splashed awkwardly on every wall making her heartbeat increase randomly. She wasn’t born yesterday or joined this lifestyle yesterday.
She was in the death room, and the three red toolboxes in the corner made a sweat break out on her forehead. Panic was getting to her, her pulse high and her thoughts fuzzy like she was h*** on c******.
She had to get out of there, but how? Noticing the tight ropes, her whole body froze. She was tied on a chair, for fuck’s sake. She was damn tied on a chair.
Her legs and chest, too. The adrenaline pushed her to the edge.
Positioning her legs and holding her ground, she tried to stand up in a weird way. Good enough, it was a wooden chair making an easy way for her plans.
“Seriously, Mariana, I think
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