Clara woke up to a shower of water falling over her face. She was in an extremely dark place.
There was a searing pain on her face that assaulted her immediately she regained her senses, the pain was so gutwrenching she let out a loud pain filled wail, her hands reaching for her face only to touch raw painful patches of blood.
"Aarghhh!"
"Aaarghhhh!"
She continued to cry out repeatedly. All she felt was agony all over her face as if she had been skinned to leave nothing but flesh and bones.
A bright light suddenly shone down on her and she stiffened, seeing a tall mirror in front of her.
Her vision was dulled by drops of blood pouring over her eyes. She screamed out once more when she saw her own face crying out hysterically.
"What.... what have you done to my face?" She cried repeatedly.
There was no face, just mangled flesh, blood and flesh all over her. Who had done something so ruthless to her?
Her entire face was completely ruined.
