“You begin to bore me. I think we need to move this along. You’re just prolonging the inevitable. Now that I have you, there is no escape. I won’t grant you mercy. I’ll laugh as you cry and revel in every scream bursting from your pretty lips. Now be a good girl and open for me.” “Fuck you,” I spit vehemently. My eyes widen as he holds a hand up, and those short black nails lengthen into curved claws.”