An Angel In The Devil's Grasp

~Isabella~

Darkness. All around me that’s all I saw. I felt my skin go cold and the chains burn as I was tied down to something hard. Possible a table. This happened every night in my dreams, well, nightmares. My eyes would go wide when I looked up to see a pare of burning blood-red staring down, hungrily and lustfully. Lastly, I would let out a scream that could destroy eardrums and wake up panting. Every, single, night...for several months...