However, the police are giving up on the wood search for now. I grabbed a syringe, some bottles of medicine and the tattoo supplies. Her blue eyes stared into the dimly lit hallway. I rubbed my spit in once again and stuck the needle into her skin. It was going to be so much fun. After about 15 minutes, from their guessing, they had finally arrived at the house. “W-Why am I number 167 and not number 1?”she asked, worried.”
“Your the 167th girl to come through this business. Now this medicine, would keep her body from locking up on us. And we loved torturing them also. If you have any information, please contact the Dallas police.”
I looked at Liam and grinned. We didn’t know if police would go searching for Mia or not. Police have done a basic search in the woods but have found no trace of any footprints. And we loved torturing them also. I pulled her up and threw her against the brick wall. And we loved torturing them also. I rubbed around my spit and then stuck the needle into her skin. A few slaps across the face usually got her calm for awhile but then she was back at it again.
