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“that made me feel dizzy. As we got closer, the sound of something scurrying came out of tunnel to the right. A man in a gimp suit came skittering by, crawling on his hands and knees as he passed by. I almost screamed, not because he was in a gimp suit, but because it was so shocking and surprising to have the still, almost eerie quiet broken so suddenly. Noah turned and led me down the hallway to the far left, and I was relieved that we weren’t going down the hall the gimp had just come from. There were doors off this hall too, and the hall became twistier, branching off into what seemed like a million different directions. Noah took turn after turn, and I had the sensation of being led further underground, almost like the floor was angled downward. I wanted to ask him where we were going,”
― At His Mercy
― At His Mercy
“black business cared out of his”
― Because He Possesses Me
― Because He Possesses Me
“He was standing”
― What He Bargains
― What He Bargains
“him groan”
― Because He Torments Me
― Because He Torments Me
“an”
― Because He Owns Me
― Because He Owns Me
“When someone shows you who they are, believe them the first time.”
― Because He Possesses Me
― Because He Possesses Me
“same mental picture of men in dark suits and sunglasses passed through my mind, and I tried to ignore it, not wanting anything connecting Landon and his father. “And you knew nothing about it?” I pressed, wanting to hear him say it, needing to hear him say it, even if I wasn’t sure I would believe it. “Nothing.” He shook his head, then reached up and ran his finger over my cheek. I reached for his hand, gripping his wrist. I wanted to believe him so badly, but my head was swimming now, taken over by the force that he was, by the rip current that pulled me under every time he was near. “Landon,” I said. “Landon.” I”
― Sheer Torture
― Sheer Torture




