Isla bit her lips as she saw him walking away,
"Then what about my misery? Who will think about it? Since everyone wanted revenge, why should I be left behind?" her warm and worried eyes filled with hatred and cold seeped through them.
Garry walked towards the abandoned part of the building, he entered the annex building and took the underground stairs.
"Aah! Eek!" The screaming went louder as he entered the underground cell. Liam was cutting the fingers of a bound man.
"Did he speak?" Garry took the seat leisurely and folded his legs. His bored eyes stared at the man with disinterest.
"He is only screaming. My hands are itching to cut his tongue but I am resisting." the man clicked his tongue and picked up another dagger.
"But I can still peel his skin, right?" his eyes filled with madness that scared the prisoner to no end.
He had already lost three of his left hand fingers. His body was soaked in his own blood.
