"...I disagree." Grace said to Lambda as she kept healing Four and started scratching her head.
Asha could see Gerry was working on a drawing of Gwen and Sara, who were reading in the picture. It seemed almost perfect, but Gerry kept scribbling away at it.
The man exhales and opened his eyes.
"Ahh... Too long has it been since I have expirienced this."
A bald woman also with pale skin and clad in similar black leather stepped forth from the shadows.
She had a metel ring with hooks that held a hole in her thraot open hanging from her cheecks.
"You did not plan on keeping this one all for yourself, I hope?" She asked the man.
"Of course not, everyone is invited! It is not every day we find such a... fine soul to please and torment." He replied, not looking away from Kia.
The chains began to move in diferent directions, strechting her skin to its limits.
Erica took control of the body and put her necklace on. Let's see who's around. I despise you...
"She deserves to rest after what has just happened." Grace said, not wanting to change the subject. "I do not think you should allow the...entity anywhere near your soul." she said.
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