AllFreeNovel
Share Us
The room filled me with terror.
It wasn’t the kind of place where good things happened.
Arranged along one wall was a long row of machines.
They were bizarre devices with straps and handles, cranks, and protruding nails.
The blood fell from my face.
It was a torture garden?
I swear, if he hurt so much as a single hair on her head…
“Ohhh,” a ragged male voice said. “Yeaaah. That’s good.”
“Do you like that?” Agatha said in a teasing voice.
I couldn’t bear to hear her say that.
Not when she was saying it to someone else, at least.
The situation, everything about it, didn’t make any sense.
I couldn’t bear it any longer and stormed around the blinds.
I aimed with the plasma rifle, prepared to unload into the evil beast at a moment’s notice.
I came to a stop and stared in disbelief at what I was looking at.
Let me rephrase that.
I came to a stop and stared in disbelief.
What in the Creator’s name am I looking at?
In all my expectations of what I would encounter in this room, especially after seeing those evil-looking devices, I had feared the worst.
But never this.
Draw was strapped into a machine.
His stumpy arms and legs were held down by leather straps that pinned his considerable girth in place.
Agatha stood perched over him armed with a candle that dripped wax.
She wore a pink outfit of a fluffy creature with long ears that I’d never seen before.
They turned to look at me.
Suddenly, I felt self-conscious about being there.
“You?” Draw said. “What are you doing in here? Guards! Guards!”
“Egara?” Agatha said.
She dropped the candle and ran to me.
She threw herself into my arms and I swung her around.
