“Please…” Luci pleaded to Cheyanne and Carl, who both looked at her with a distant pity-as if they knew the pain they were about to inflict, but had no intention of bringing it to a decent cessation. Instead, Cheyanne forced the prongs back to Luci’s skin until she was dazed enough to be removed from the cage and brought towards the stone well filled with wolfsbane. Chained to the stone floor by the use of medieval binds, Luci was left upon the ground while the parental figures of the Kearney family now made their way far enough away from Luci that if she were to transition, they would remain unharmed.
“State your name.” Karl explained as Cheyanne turned from the chained young woman before returning with a slender yet long vial with a head that appeared similar to that on a salt shaker b
