Chapter 97 Devil's Hell

• Something wasn't right where she was; this was not the manor; this place felt different, colder, creepier, and even when the manor most times felt like all of these descriptions she knew, this place surpassed it.
• She had to open her eyes to find where she was, but she was scared of what her eyes might see.
• But she couldn't close it forever, could she? No place was as bad as being locked up in his room. She blinked her eyes open.