Chapter 119

Now I guess Stella and I were going to die here if they didn't grant my request. Then only I would die if I lost. Or well, maybe Stella too. So we were doomed either way. But I was optimistic, black eye or not. I would likely receive worst injuries by the end of the day so I had to be prepared.  I wasn't prepared to be thrown into some pitch black room without Stella.  Once my eyes adjusted, I could see gauzy curtains - like the one's from last time, concealing whatever mysterious that lied within - and various couches. There was no heartbeat minus my own, so I figured I was utterly alone.  Now, here I sit, yanking at the ropes with my teeth and searching for possible windows. I was sadly greeted with nothing more than concrete walls and faux fur pillows. "What the fuck is this?" I mutter, "a brothel?" With the amount of silk and questionable stains on the couches, it's definitely an option.  I'd finally mana