AN: As I've said before, this fic was written by my past self and I'm just kind of going through and rewriting and fixing things. That being said, I very much considered taking this chapter out because part of me just feels like its kinda irrelevant, but I ended up keeping it since A) I already told you guys to expect a new POV and B) I don't know, it might be helpful or interesting not really sure. If you guys are interested in new chapters with this POV that I could write from scratch let me know and I might fit them in there (same thing goes for if you don't).
UNSUB POV
I stood in the darkest corner of the room, as still as a statue, staring at her. She was finally starting to wake up, but she looked disoriented, so I figured I would let everything register in her mind before it began. It was much much more fun that way. She looked around for a minute, trying to figure it out. I felt a smirk begin to form on my face. After that, she started tugging on the ropes that I knew securely kept her wrists and ankles bound to the metal chair.
"Hello?" she called out. "Hello? Can someone please help me? I don't know where I am or what's happening! Please!"
I chuckled, stepping out into the silver-ish white light to reveal myself.
"W-who are you?" she asked, her voice soft and quivering.
"That's not important," I answered. I'm guessing that it was because she saw the blade at my side that she started panicking and squirming.
"Please!" she pleaded, beginning to cry, but the words did nothing but encourage my excitement. "You'll never get away with this," she growled, stil trying to break free.
"Oh, but, sweetheart, I already have," I laughed, digging the knife into her flesh and allowing the melody of her screams to fill my ears.
AN: Next chapter is back to Emily :)
