Fifty

CHAPTER FIFTY

Dracul

Somewhere in between all those never ending seconds, I finally lost ahold of time, the pain, had reduced me to a slobbering mess, he'd been right, in time as the whispers increased and the pain opened up my mind to susceptibility, whatever resolve I'd had slowly broke off to his will.

"Serve!" The malevolent voice roars in my head for the umpteenth time.

"No!" I yell right back.

Her face filters in my head, it's cracked now, fragmented like my sanity but it's her it's hope, I reach out to her and just like that the figure dissipates into thin air, it always dissipates.

"You've been resilient, I commend you on that, your mind still fights." Jacob says with a smile. "A futile fight but a fight nonetheless."

"Killing you will be satisfactory." I tell him although very weakly.

I can barely see through the pain but my other senses are heightened beyond measure and I smell her before she comes in, hear her footsteps as she walks towards me and feel her gentle touch