Content Warning: Descriptive-ish torture (It isn't incredibly detailed, though it is there)
Macy:
We were tearing along the dirt road back to the cabin; I knew by the calmness of my dogs Dimitri hadn't woken up yet. So, totting him into the room would be easy for me.
I parked in the garage, and before I could even get out, Wyatt and Brandon had Dimitri out of the truck, ready to put him wherever I asked. With a slight motion of my fingers, I motioned for them to follow me. I led them to a metal door leading us further underground, a place so deep into the darkness that I felt closer to h.e.l.l.
"Welcome to a psychopath's heaven, boys." I couldn't hide my excitement; I wasn't even fearful of their judgments. This place, this room, is the only one of its kind, and when torture becomes a
