two women

“But I knew she was lying,” her sister smirked. “She didn’t love me, she only wanted to use me. She wanted my blood, my soul, my life. She wanted to turn me into a monster like them, a creature of darkness and evil. They wanted to make me their puppet, their toy, their prey. She wanted to destroy me.”

I was afraid of them, afraid of what they would do to me, afraid of what I would become. I wanted to escape, to run away from them and their twisted world. But it was too late. They had me in their grip, and they wouldn’t let go. They had brought me here for a reason, and I was about to find out what it was.

She led me down a long corridor to a large wooden door at the end. She opened it with a key and pushed me inside. The room was dark and cold, filled with shadows and silence. In the center of the room lay a large bed covered with black silk sheets. On the bed lay a figure motionless. It was a woman, pale and beautiful, with long blonde hair and blue eyes.