Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-30087116-20161025205048/@comment-29951947-20161026201807

"Oh, good. You didn't faint this time. It appears your body is getting used to me." The room looks like a large bunker, with a metal chair in the corner that Arina was tied to, a sharp oak desk in the opposite corner with many papers and a computer on it. Three out of four of the walls were made of stone, and two were covered with framed photos of Dorisu and girls, all under 13. One of the walls was covered with nothing but engravings of girl's names and ages. The most horrifying part of the room was a metal wall that Arina was facing, as against it was a huge, towering pile of dead girl's bodies, the girls all from the pictures. Dorisu looked at this pile proudly. "These, Arina, are all my toys. I can assure you that once I get bored of you, you will be here, too." Dorisu smiled admiringly at the room and walked over to the girls' engraved names on the ston wall. He ran his fingers over some of the names. "An accurate list of all my victims." He smiled. He pointed at a blank spot, and Arina's name was magically added. "Arina Reno, 6 years. That has a lovely ring to it, don't you think, darling?" He smiled pervertedly at Arina. "Well, Peaches? Do you like my office?"