Chapter Seven - Behind Dead Eyes

"I must say you're a miracle of modern science, Mrs. Van Nostrand. You've acquitted yourself quite well considering you're a vegetable…," the familiar voice sounded, stirring Janelle back to consciousness. She couldn't see anything, the room she was in was pitch-black. She could hear the woman's shoes tap on the floor as she moved behind her. Janelle tried to turn towards her captor, but found her neck to be immobilized. The acoustics of the room indicated it was pretty big, the woman's voice bouncing off its unseen walls. The next second, a flashlight came to life inches from Janelle’s face, sending her ocular nerves into a tailspin. 

"Fingerprints confirm you are Maria Va...

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