Deep in the cold woods, the droplets of rain hit against the roof of the building, it rained heavily, as the thunder roared, causing an uproar.Smith stood behind the fire as he crossed his legs watching little Miss Perfect still unconscious from his hit, he took out a cigarette, lighting it up as blew out the smoke, the rain was heavy, funny enough as it didn't give a sign in his way here but to be fair, it was a perfect weather to be working.And by working he meant by the torturing, he wondered what must have gone wrong.What did she do? She was one of the lucky ones he cherished so much that he'd never believe Dennis would have the mind to do this to her. Well, not that he cared enough about it. He would be more than glad to give her pleasure and pain at the same time.The rain had subsided, he took out a bucket of water, it was immensely cold and dirty, apparently, the roofs were leaking, when the rain began, the buckets were out in place to prevent further flooding.His face s
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