Page 200 of Born in Depravity

Please.

Just fucking—

Make. It. Stop.

Nikolay held me close, keeping my arms firmly by sides, and stopped my thrashing. His chest vibrated as he said something else.

Fuck.

I wanted to beg and barter and kill just for the pain to stop. I would have done anything.

Black dots danced around my vision, and then the blackness closed in and took hold of me completely.

Then …

Nothing.

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