Ava p.o.v

Whip.

Whip.

Whip.

The sound of whip and TV were the only thing that could be heard in the silence of the room, I was drained of every last bit of strength I have left.

The image of little Nikolai slowly and painfully carving Vince's back, drawing the letter V on Vince's back. Vince screamed and begged Nikolai to stop, but that little wizard laughs merrily as he continues doing his work.

For once in the last ten minutes the whipping stopped, I had screamed my voice out with Vince earlier while watching that horrible scene. And now I think I lost my voice, I glanced at Marco...