Get me out. Get me out. Get me out of here.
Ciel Phantomhive never even imagined such life was possible. The only lives he had ever known were ones in luxurious mansions, with maids and butlers, beautiful women in dresses, extravagant parties.
It hurts. It's dirty. I want to go home.
Home. Where was home?
Home. The beautiful mansion built generations ago.
Home. Is this his home now?
How long has he been here?
Days? Weeks? Months? Years? He could not tell- it felt like eternity.
Father. Mother. God. Please.
Father, Mother, Sebastian- where are you? Where are you? Why do you leave me in such a place?
Please- stop hurting me.
Please- stop hitting me.
Please- stop taking my blood.
Please- stop coming inside me.
It hurts. It hurts.
His cries were unheard- no matter how much he screamed. He only saw smiling faces all around- those creepy, smiling faces.
Why? Why us? Why me? Why will no one help me?
It hurts so much.
Please- not again!
Please- stop! Stop! Stop coming inside me!
THERE IS NO GOD.
These demons. These demons. These demons. These demons.
If there were a god, he would not allow such a thing.
Make it stop. Make it stop. Make it stop.
He felt a sense of extreme panic and a strong urge as the blade was plunged into his heart.
Oh? What a tiny master.
You have summoned me. This truth will never change, and the price paid can never be taken back.
I don't care if you take my body, my mind, my soul…
Now, choose.
I command you- KILL THEM ALL!!!