Chương 13: Story 13: The Girl and the Monster
The first time I saw her, she was beautiful and innocent. Locked in a room, she was not alone; there were many girls imprisoned there, but she stood out. Whenever I crossed her door and our eyes met, I felt an unusual friendship and saw a unique, innocent brightness in her eyes.
She spent her days shouting, her cries of pain echoing through the halls. The guards often put their hands over their ears, but to me, her shouts sounded like a sorrowful song. Her voice was filled with a deep, haunting pain that seemed to resonate with the very walls of the prison.
One day, as I made my usual rounds, I saw something that filled me with dread. A monstrous figure stood at her door, its eyes glowing with malevolence. It reached out with clawed hands, its presence so menacing that it seemed to darken the very air around it.
I watched helplessly as the monster opened her door. She looked at me one last time, her eyes pleading for help that I couldn't provide. The monster took her away, leading her into the darkness from which none ever returned.
I wanted to do something, anything, to save her, but I was powerless. All I could do was watch and hope, even as my heart broke. Her absence left a void, and the halls of the prison seemed colder, emptier without her presence.
Her memory lingers with me, the girl who sang her pain, whose innocent eyes spoke of friendship. She may be gone, but her song remains, echoing in my heart.
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