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Again, as the night before, Brad awoke to a humming sound. As before he felt pinned to the bed as Clara entered his room. She smiled down at him, her fangs glisten in the fire light. As the night before she began to seduce him. Brad tried to resist. He closed his eyes tight and began to pray, “Please God give me the strength to move and leave this place.” This infuriated Clara! She hissed at him and backed out of the room. Only able to move his arms Brad felt defeated. Silent tears trickled down his cheeks as he pulled himself up in bed. As he sat staring out into the pitch black night, Brad tried to fight off the flashes in his mind of the sensual night before. He replayed the scene over and over again, exciting himself as he tortured his soul with these thoughts. He tried to think about home but would have waves of pain anytime his mind left the thoughts of Clara. He new the night of horror was just beginning.



Norma came into the room with warm stew. She looked pale and weaker than that morning. Brad ate in silence as Norma seem to survey the room. He knew she was a prisoner too. She was Clara’s bait for the trap. Who would suspect a sweet old lady would ever harm you. As Norma scooped up the tray and began to leave Brad grabbed her arm. He looked her straight in the eyes, “Please come with me. Help me escape and I’ll let you come with me. Please.” Norma’s eye’s welded up with tears. “I am truly sorry, but I can’t leave her, she’s my daughter.” She turned out of his grip and left the room. As soon as she was good a wind blew through the room and killed the fire and the candle light. In a fury, Clara came in and grab Brad up by his throat. “So, you want to leave? I’ll make you wish for death instead!” As Brad dangled in mid-air with her bony fingers digging into the sides of his throat, she began to tare at his flesh like a ravaged dog, ripping his skin and burying her face in his guts. The last thoughts that Brad thought were of the sun.