"Ughh!! When will I get out of here?"
Dorothy was lying on the iron bed covered with a rug. The side of the wall was nothing but concrete walls with no windows and only an iron bar at the front. She had no chain either on her wrist or legs but a mark across her forehead.
"It's itching me..." She was grumbling and eventually sat up, annoyed by the red mark across her skin. "Ugghh!! And what's with this mark?" She touched her forehead which already had a 666 written on it. She was basically caught using black magic.
Dorothy perfectly made sure that she wasn't caught until during the interrogation. She was asked to place her hand on top of a wooden box which she didn't know what it was inside. This was when the mark appeared on her forehead and from there on, she refused to speak a word.
