to read his expression. I needed neither. The look in his eyes gave the horror of his pain away. Knowing the suspension hooks had to be embedded deep in his muscles, nearly made me retch again.

“Only you can end his suffering.” The all too familiar voice croaked from the darkest corner of the room. “And suffer he does.”

“You should know, you put him there.”

“No,” he barked angrily. “He put himself there. From the moment he summoned me.”

“I doubt this is the outcome he had in mind.”

Brandon seemed to look at me in surprise, even as he continued to silently plead with his eyes. I took a step closer and noticed an outline on the floor. The color of blood on rust worked to obscure it from view. From the door I...

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