Liam got off of me and left the place leaving me alone in the dark room. I decided to be sneakier on my escape. I will manipulate him and then I will kill him. He is just human after all. Out of nowhere, I heard someone yelling in pain. It sounded like he was being tortured. I desperately covered my ears and hummed a tune to block the traumatising screams. I was trembling and shacking, especially with the knowledge that the torturer would come back here. My eyes then focused on a figure that just appeared near the door. A bloody Opal was there, beaten and hit on the face. There was blood dripping from her mouth, as well as drool that were staining her school clothes. It looked like she could almost not walk. What happened?

"Opal. What happened?" I murmured to her. She flinched at the sound of my voice.

"(Y/N), is that you?" she murmured back "looking" at my direction. Although, she could not do that. Her eyes had been scoped out of her body, leaving only empty eye sockets and blood dripping from them. The yelling stopped.

"You need to get out of here. He could be coming back any second now"

"I...I do not know where to go", she said panicked. The only place to hide are the way she came from and the restroom.

"Go to your right. There is a bathroom there where you could hide". She walked there while putting her hands on the wall to not get lost. She finally found the door after a while and she hid herself there. Soon after that, I heard footsteps coming towards the room. It sounded like they were walking on small puddles of water. I knew it was not the case. The figure appeared near the door and it was obviously Liam. He was covered in blood and his eyes had a blood lust expression in them. I backed down until my back hit the wall. My heart rate was increasing and I was crying. Speaking was impossible.

"Oh flower! I have something to show you", he said while he caught one of my hands in his grip. The look on his face was scary enough for me to have nightmares for weeks. I could hardly breathe with all of the tears that I was trying to stop from falling.

"It looks nice. Does not it?" he asked while showing me a hand without a body at one inch of my face. My eyes widened when I realised that. After some time, he put it carefully down on the ground like it was some sort of trophy.