Lost Angel

Chapter 7: Can't Stop

That said, but for a soul that was used to the smell of devouring another soul to increase its strength, Jill's longing from the bottom of he heart could no longer stop beating but increased up. While the children in the dormitory were fast asleep with a cold breath still hovering over their heads, Jill glided across the beds and stared into the face of a sleeping child smile. The warmth of his body and the delicious smell of his breath appealed to him immensely, but he shook his head.

"Too thin, bland soul."

It flew over to the bed of another child, looked up and down, and smiled.

"This kid is fine."

He reached out his cold hand to caress the cheek of the lying child, the air was cold as ice, making the sleeping child shiver, reaching for the blanket to pull up to cover himself.

Jill smiled, "Give you a few more days."

Then it disappeared like melting into the air.

The next week passed, on Sunday afternoon, the guards brought a new person to the prison, his name was Silat, a big seventeen-year-old boy who likes to fight, especially since he has a hobby of beating and tormenting others. were the slim white children he noticed. Silas is a gay guy, who likes sadism, and likes to cause pain to his lover, that's the sinful passion that is ingrained in him. Because of that, he was sent to the camp for kidnapping, and violent rape, when he violated the bodies of two minors he locked in his house.

Zoe, after a long time in prison, is now a lot older, a beautiful, small teenager face with bright white skin that is very attractive to the opposite person, and also attracts Silat's eyes on the first day. First, he entered the prison. Silat had his sights set on Zoe, and of course, he wanted to do all the bad things he had in mind and apply them to his beautiful body.

Since Alger's death, Zoe had only liked to bathe alone, which was known to all the children in the cell, even though Silat had only been brought here for a few days. He waited for Zoe in the bathroom many times but never saw him, only when everyone finished bathing and went out did Zoe come in alone and of course, he would lock the door. Likewise, on that day, when all the children had gone and left the bathroom, Zoe came in and locked the door, but he didn't know Silas was still inside like a tiger stalking prey. silently waiting for you. Zoe put his things aside and then was about to take off his shirt when he heard very soft footsteps coming towards him, he stopped moving, now he felt someone was behind him... Zoe turned and looked again but couldn't make it in time, the person behind him rushed to attack, he was hugged and fell to the floor. Zoe was in pain and tried to push the person behind her away but couldn't, Silas hugged the person lying under her body, so she was extremely naked but laughed loudly. Then he grabbed Zoe by the hair and slammed her head against the cold tiled floor. No time to realize what was happening, only a painful feeling was creeping through the body, the deep darkness quickly enveloped consciousness. It took a moment for Zoe to open his eyes and see Silats's fierce, cruel and dark face, turning him over, his hands still clutching Zoe's hands.

Face to face, he whispered in his ear, "Zoe, why do you keep running away from me over and over? You know I'm watching you."

"Get away from the bastard."

"That's it, I haven't done anything yet." Silat laughed even more happily, "Now that's the real asshole."

Silat grabbed Zoe's shirt and ripped it in two, his dirty dirty hands began to feel all over him, Zoe tried to fight back but with the small strength of a skinny boy, how could he escape? Silats' rough strong arm. Meanwhile, Jill was watching from the side, doing nothing even though with its current strength it was able to grab Silat and pull his head away. But he didn't, he just kept looking at Zoe being bullied by others, he wanted Zoe desperately, but his anger and then called his name like calling a savior to help him, then he would be able to kill him. this scum and sucking his soul as food in a righteous way.

Silat used a piece of cloth torn from Zoe's shirt to tie his hands, the skin of the hot madman's hand slid over the teen's chest, and another large hand pulled down the victim's pants, the rough touch made Zoe shook the trap, afraid that tears would stream down the pale face of the innocent teenager of seventeen. His hands were so useless right now, that it couldn't help him get rid of the bastard in his body that was overflowing with lust. His painful hands clasped together as he struggled to raise his head, his slender white neck stretched into a beautiful, seductive arc that made Silat madly print teeth marks. No child could endure such great humiliation in life, his honor and body being trampled upon by a vile ugly man. Zoe's whole body was now full of blue veins from anger, he shouted as if he wanted Silat to stop because of his scream.

"You son of a bitch, you'll regret it, I'll peel your skin off your bones."

"Regrets? Skinning and boneless... Haha..." Silat raised his head and smiled, "Then you wait and see if I regret it. However, worrying about these things now is a bit redundant, you should It's better to worry about your bottom from now on."

Jill succeeded when Zoe's bound arms now reached towards him screaming, "Jill, please… Jill..."

Silat's low laugh echoed in his ear, he roughly pulled Zoe's chin over, "Jill?... Isn't that right, you forgot my name too? Call it Silat, you have to call it softly so that I can be a little more gentle."

"Shut up." Zoe excitedly shouted, "I'll kill you."

"Okay, I'll wait for you… I'd love to see how rich your expression of pain will be."

Zoe franticly resisted, almost exhausted from the torture of this bastard, he tore his pants leaving only his underwear, bit by bit on the victim's body with his mouth, then tortured, pulled from the waist pulled out a whip that he had hidden when he intended to hide in the bathroom and wait for Zoe. One by one, the victim was beaten down in pain, writhing on the floor, and the torturer's mouth was like a devil wearing a human face. Seeing his victim's desperate form of resistance to pain, his pupils almost constricted with excitement. It is wonderful to be able to control the emotions of others, like a god looking down from above. So the strength in his hand became more and more uncontrollable, the power of the attack increased, the pain was unbearable, the mouth was full of blood, Zoe couldn't speak anymore, but could only try to reach his arm towards Jill standing, he eyes were begging it to enter the body.

Received the call for help, at this moment Jill was as quick as the wind to fly to Zoe's side or lightly touch each other, its soul merged with the lying body. With bloodshot pupils, resentment piercing through the flesh of the person holding the whip, Zoe stared at Silat, making him shiver, but retracted the smile on his lips. A whip in his hand whipped down and was caught by Zoe's hand, the ropes that bound his hands had been easily broken since when. Tossing the whip he had just caught to the side and dragging its owner at the same time smashing into the wall, Zoe slowly stood up, Silat struggled to get up and then took a few steps back. Seeing the soaring power rising from Zoe's side, Silat, although his initial spirit had dropped, still showed an amused expression on his face that became cockier and cockier, showing a carefree smirk.

“Just kidding… I didn't mean to hurt you kid, just had fun… Ah yes, it's our turn to switch places like that, I'm ready.”

Silat threw the whip at Zoe but he didn't look at the whip falling on the floor but kept staring at him, killing intent and hatred in his eyes sending a chill down Silat's spine. In just a short while, Zoe flew to stand in front of Silat, reached out to strangle him, and once again threw him towards the washbasin, he was hit on the head with a long line of blood flowing down the corner of his eyes. Silat now feels scared, he knows he can't continue anymore, tries to get up, glance at the door of the room, and then turns to run, Zoe realizes this and opens his mouth to scream, a bright white soul immediately drifted out of the black mouth and rushed like the wind towards Silat, two transparent arms squeezing the victim's neck, flying high and smashing against the wall above the door.

This was the first time Zoe saw this scene, it was unbelievable, he glared at Silat who was being grabbed by Jill's transparent ghost hanging from the ceiling, both body and soul. painful thing. Zoe felt both fear and disgust, disgusted with Silat's insane actions towards her, disgusted with Jill's evil spirit as it opened its mouth wide to swallow the warm soul that was slowly being pulled out of it. The victim's body was struggling in despair. Above all, he loathes himself for helping Jill kill someone, but he doesn't want to do anything to save Silat because deep down he wants to kill him too. When the moment Silat's last fragile souls were sucked up, the white body as if it had just been painted with a layer of lime stopped moving, Jill turned to look at Zoe and smiled, a smile that seemed to say it. helped Zoe get rid of this scum. Zoe turned his head away from looking at this sinful spirit, and now he seemed to understand what had happened to Finn's death.

On a black night, the night sky of the hot city is covered with bright stars, very calm and quiet. Time passed quietly, it was four o'clock in the morning, the cars speeding on the road with bright white lights, continued to stretch like endless streams when the shadows of the night has not yet melted.

Inside the Welsh detention center, the warden raised his hand to ring the alarm to wake practitioners up for morning exercise. He was sitting in the cabin with his mouth still holding a cigarette that had just been lit, and beside him was a cup of half-drink coffee. Looking at each student with lethargic eyes snoring slowly walking out into the yard, the teacher displeasedly pushed his chair up and pulled the door to step out, but when he remembered the cup of coffee he hadn't finished yet, he immediately turned around. After smoking a cigarette and a cup of coffee, the teacher also went to the student's room to see if any sleepers deliberately skipped morning exercise. In the quiet gathering bedroom, the teacher went around and didn't see anyone, so he turned to go out, in front of him suddenly a frightened, pale-faced practitioner ran out from the hallway to the bathroom entrance, when approached the warden because of panic, he slipped and fell on the floor. The warden held the baton in his hand and waved it forward in a warning.

"Lie still, or I'll hit you."

The teenager slipped and stood up, his face pale, he took a few breaths, "In... In the bathroom, someone died."

After the warden came in to check and confirm that a practitioner had died of unknown causes within a few days of the mass bath, the forensics and medical staff were immediately called, even the police investigating. To facilitate the investigation and collection of the scene, the practitioners had to stand outside. Zoe sat in the corner watching the people in blue and white pacing back and forth, and the kids standing huddled together, not knowing what had happened inside the assembly bathroom.

Because last night was tortured by Silat, Zoe's whole body ached right now, but she also tried to drag herself out to the yard to exercise in the morning, otherwise, the consequences would be even worse, fortunately, she could sit in the corner at this time. rest a bit. Jill also sat next to Zoe and looked at Zoe, because the prisoner's shirt had long sleeves so he couldn't see the bruises and whip marks on his body, but the teeth marks left by Silat on his neck were still clearly visible. The stickers he had obtained last time from the infirmary were glued on to avoid the eyes of the people and the prison guards.