EVANORA
Someone has the fuckin nerve to burn down my warehouse. Whoever the person is knows more than they should. I have a feeling I have a new friend for at least 24 hours. I sent my men to go find the girl.
They came back with a fairly good looking girl.
Enoch, "we found the girl ma'am, she's the sister of the officer in charge of your case."
I looked at the girl, she looked young, mischievous and childish.
"You burned down my warehouse, quite stupid. Take her to the gas chambers."
The girl had no fear, I didn't feel it. The fear was not there. It was quite intriguing actually. But I'd bring that fear. It's been a while since I killed someone and my demons were begging to be let out. To watch the life being drained out of someone and listen to their screams, watch them bleed and smile at their pain.
I went to the gas chambers, she was tied to a chair, her eyes still held no fear, if I could read
emotions I'd say she was happy to be here.
"You marked my brother, that means you want him. You're interested in him, he's yours. I'm
Mabel by the way, you can call me Belle."
"do you who the fuck I am little girl?"