Although… It is easier to sneak around in the dark.
The halls are lit by only red emergency lights. I thought there were supposed to be backup generators, but they don’t seem to be working.
Jesus, this place is falling apart.
That’s what you get for using the funding on frivolous shit, pendejo.
After a moment, the muted mumbling from next door signals someone inside the adjoining cell. Making my move, I slip out of the cell slowly, listening closely to the whispered conversation.
“It was you…”
“Does this please you?”
Ivory.Even hushed and uncharacteristically delicate, I’d recognize that voice anywhere.
I hear it in my sleep, for fuck’s sake.
“W-why…?” Someone else is speaking to him.
It sounds like Ren…
“You were always so beautiful,” The Ivory breathes.
Stopped just outside the cell, I’m fluttering, that familiar sensation when he’s near overwhelming my body from the inside out.
“You were waiting for me…” he hums, and my eyelids fall shut. “Waiting formeto come back foryou.”
Fuck… you…
Thunder rumbles, even more concrete scattering to the floor. And Ifeelit, the storm.
In my bone, muscle, tissue, and blood. It’s as angry as I am…
Asunsureas I am.
Winds are howling, rushing about with the noise in my skull.
Ren mumbles something as I grip my knife in my fist, quaking like the juddering foundation beneath my feet.
“Do you stillhateme, pajarito?”
My eyes snap open with a crack of thunder.
He’s talking to me…
Taunting me through a different poor, chained soul.
The back-up lights flicker out as I step carefully into the doorway and whisper, “Si, Papi… Eres el diablo.”
I can barely see into the room, but I recognize his form stiffening. His ivory white head of hair lifting from where he has Ren pinned to the cot.
The same one where Dash and I…
My heart thumps. He turns over his shoulder. I grip my initials carved into ivory…
This is it.
I’m going to fucking kill him.
