Have fun Charlotte” Percival’s voice signed off, in a sinister manner. She threw another ball, with major league pitcher accuracy, smacking off his skull with a sickening crack. Xxx Not fat by any means, but not a body you’d find pumping iron. She could leave. I am FreE. She raised her head, focusing intensely on the screen
“Good evening Charlotte, is everything okay?” Percival’s image appeared on the screen, smiling
“DON’T YOU ‘GOOD MORNING’ ME, YOU SICK FUCK!” Charlie screamed at the screen “What the fuck is up with you?! Charlie walked out of the room, leaning over the banister looking down into the hallway
“Who are you? it swung open with ease. She shuffled herself forwards so her feet were back touching the ground and looked around at the various ornaments and accessories in the room.
