Thud.
The third, she only felt as an impact that made her body lurch on the table.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.The repetitive noise of it became the only thing she could process. The white, flaking plaster ceiling had little tiny dots of red on it, now. Huh.
When Vile came into her field of view, tilting her head to look at him, he had blood smeared across his face. “You…arebeautiful,Sasha.” Lifting his hand to his lips, she watched, numb and empty, as he licked the blood from them.
When he kissed her, she could taste the coppery substance.
The world was already fading back to nothingness.
The last thing she remembered was the sound of his voice close to her ear. “Now? Now, I forgive you…”
Fin.
