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Started August 22, 2022 by @Nyx-is-with-frost health_and_safety brightness_7

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Jona walks back in front of Eve and starts laughing cruelly when he sees her face.

"What, no witty comeback? No sass or sarcasm? What happened to your bravado, Eve?"

"Fuck off-" she was cut off by her voice cracking and tears started sliding down her cheeks again and she turned her head away from him

Jona gives Eve a dark look.

"And how much longer do you think you can keep that up?" he asks, a hand crashing against the girls face, rocking the girl's head back and sideways.

A small whimper came from eve and she did not speak she hung there silently tears streaming down her face

"Probably not much longer, huh." Jona smirks.

He lifts Eve's head up, examining hes cooly, then lets her head drop.

"No permanent damage. Good."

Eve jearked her head away still not saying anything

Jona looks a bit intrigued.

"How is it that you still have the strength to fight against me? I am quite curious."

"Us humans…we have our morals, don't we?"

"I'm not exactly confident in 'humanan morals.'" Jona snorts.

Even didn't say anything else she just turned her head

Jona sighs.

"Well, what else do I have that I can do? Hacking bits off is a no."

Even flinched a little at the mention of more cutting and squeezed her eyes shut

Jona smirks.

"Cutting, huh? That's what gets you?"

Even froze 'fuck' she said nothing but he mind was racing what else was he going to do to her?

Jona kneels in front of Eve, grabing a knife.

"We're going to play a short game. How many cuts before you pass out?"

Eve's eyes open instantly and she looks at Jona terrified "no.." she whined quietly just above a whisper

Jona slides the blade across Eve's arm slowly, making a decently sized cut.

"One."

Eve's eyes squeezed shut and she let out a pitiful cry as she felt the cold blade cut through her flesh

Jona makes another cut, a bit of blood smearing on the blade.

"Two."

"please stop please!" eve couldn't hold back the scream in her throat as she cried not daring to look at her captor

Jona relentlessly cuts her arm more.

"Three. Four. Five."

Eve's screams filled the room sounding more pained the more he cut her

Jona snickers, cutting down to her wrist.

"Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten."

Eve's vision was getting blurry the closer he got to her wrist her head dipping down and her eyes struggling to stay open as she looked at the ground

Jona laughs.

"Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen."