Blair Bathory

He didn't want to, but he had to. He yanked his hair, but that wasn't good enough. He was met with demands to go harder, harder now, until a tuft of perfectly shampooed locks were sitting in his palm. He touched the raw spot on his scalp, where blood pooled. The person on the other side of the booth laughed. Sid questioned why she made him do that, and said he wanted to leave.

He didn't want to, but he had to. He yanked his hair, but that wasn't good enough. He was met with demands to go harder, harder now, until a tuft of perfectly shampooed locks were sitting in his palm. He touched the raw spot on his scalp, where blood pooled. The person on the other side of the booth laughed. Sid questioned why she made him do that, and said he wanted to leave.

His supposed dream girl told him he wasn't allowed to leave yet, not when they were so close to falling in love. The voice compelled Sid to go to the desk in the corner of the room where a pen and paper were laid out. Then they told Sid to rip the pen open. When he didn't know how, they growled for him to bite it. Quickly, Sid listened, gnarling the pen in two with his perfectly white teeth.

His supposed dream girl told him he wasn't allowed to leave yet, not when they were so close to falling in love. The voice compelled Sid to go to the desk in the corner of the room where a pen and paper were laid out. Then they told Sid to rip the pen open. When he didn't know how, they growled for him to bite it. Quickly, Sid listened, gnarling the pen in two with his perfectly white teeth.

His supposed dream girl told him he wasn't allowed to leave yet, not when they were so close to falling in love. The voice compelled Sid to go to the desk in the corner of the room where a pen and paper were laid out. Then they told Sid to rip the pen open. When he didn't know how, they growled for him to bite it. Quickly, Sid listened, gnarling the pen in two with his perfectly white teeth.

They were marred with black ink as he cracked the pen open. But what was coming next was worse. Drop the blackness in your eyes. Sid begged for mercy through shaky breaths, but none came. He whimpered out a weak, why? And was met with a chilling response. Because I want your eyes to be black to match your soul. Sid tried to restrain his right hand with his left, but it was no use.

They were marred with black ink as he cracked the pen open. But what was coming next was worse. Drop the blackness in your eyes. Sid begged for mercy through shaky breaths, but none came. He whimpered out a weak, why? And was met with a chilling response. Because I want your eyes to be black to match your soul. Sid tried to restrain his right hand with his left, but it was no use.

They were marred with black ink as he cracked the pen open. But what was coming next was worse. Drop the blackness in your eyes. Sid begged for mercy through shaky breaths, but none came. He whimpered out a weak, why? And was met with a chilling response. Because I want your eyes to be black to match your soul. Sid tried to restrain his right hand with his left, but it was no use.

He poured the black into each of his oceanic eyes, screaming as the dye transformed his world into darkness. His dream girl was pleased, but had one more thing in mind. Sid begged for release. Instead, he was commanded to take off his watch and pop out the shiny gold links that made up the band. Ruining his prized possession was almost the worst part of all of this. But Sid did it, one by one.

He poured the black into each of his oceanic eyes, screaming as the dye transformed his world into darkness. His dream girl was pleased, but had one more thing in mind. Sid begged for release. Instead, he was commanded to take off his watch and pop out the shiny gold links that made up the band. Ruining his prized possession was almost the worst part of all of this. But Sid did it, one by one.

He poured the black into each of his oceanic eyes, screaming as the dye transformed his world into darkness. His dream girl was pleased, but had one more thing in mind. Sid begged for release. Instead, he was commanded to take off his watch and pop out the shiny gold links that made up the band. Ruining his prized possession was almost the worst part of all of this. But Sid did it, one by one.

He callously asked what she wanted next, since it couldn't get any worse. He was wrong. Swallow them all, one by one. Sid kicked his feet, begging for a way out. That's when he finally remembered. The matchmaker. He called for help, pressing the piece in his ear. The matchmaker calmly replied, Keep going. I'm on the way. Sid didn't want to keep going.

He callously asked what she wanted next, since it couldn't get any worse. He was wrong. Swallow them all, one by one. Sid kicked his feet, begging for a way out. That's when he finally remembered. The matchmaker. He called for help, pressing the piece in his ear. The matchmaker calmly replied, Keep going. I'm on the way. Sid didn't want to keep going.

He callously asked what she wanted next, since it couldn't get any worse. He was wrong. Swallow them all, one by one. Sid kicked his feet, begging for a way out. That's when he finally remembered. The matchmaker. He called for help, pressing the piece in his ear. The matchmaker calmly replied, Keep going. I'm on the way. Sid didn't want to keep going.

He wanted to curl into a ball and disappear, but his dream girl wasn't having it. Sid's date repeated the command over and over until the voice reverberated through every pocket of the booth, shaking the mirror. Sid was crying by now, his face red with agony. He reluctantly opened his stained mouth only an inch and dropped in a tiny chunk of gold.

He wanted to curl into a ball and disappear, but his dream girl wasn't having it. Sid's date repeated the command over and over until the voice reverberated through every pocket of the booth, shaking the mirror. Sid was crying by now, his face red with agony. He reluctantly opened his stained mouth only an inch and dropped in a tiny chunk of gold.

He wanted to curl into a ball and disappear, but his dream girl wasn't having it. Sid's date repeated the command over and over until the voice reverberated through every pocket of the booth, shaking the mirror. Sid was crying by now, his face red with agony. He reluctantly opened his stained mouth only an inch and dropped in a tiny chunk of gold.

He coughed and sputtered unable to breathe as it clinked in his esophagus. Sid was choking. He fell on the floor gasping for air, yelling for help. But was it too late? The corners of the room became fuzzy and dark, closing in like the ending credits of a vintage film. Until she entered the matchmaker. Sid could barely see her face when she touched him. The pain went away.

He coughed and sputtered unable to breathe as it clinked in his esophagus. Sid was choking. He fell on the floor gasping for air, yelling for help. But was it too late? The corners of the room became fuzzy and dark, closing in like the ending credits of a vintage film. Until she entered the matchmaker. Sid could barely see her face when she touched him. The pain went away.

He coughed and sputtered unable to breathe as it clinked in his esophagus. Sid was choking. He fell on the floor gasping for air, yelling for help. But was it too late? The corners of the room became fuzzy and dark, closing in like the ending credits of a vintage film. Until she entered the matchmaker. Sid could barely see her face when she touched him. The pain went away.