Look into these big, dark eyes and tell me what you see. Black, empty holes where a soul should be. That’s what some say. Others claim one look into my eyes and they are blind to everything but my wishes. A few find the gateway to hell inside. All of those make me smile because either way you are mine now. I’m your Mistress of the dark. One sip of my potion and you will reveal every wicked desire, every terrible thing you’ve done. Amuse me and I may let you live. Piss me off and you will wish you were dead. I thrive on mental and physical pain. Will you join me as my accomplice as we get even the innocent to confess their sins. You will bring me new victims, like your filthy whore ex-wife, or you will become my new toy. Which sounds better? Watching another’s blood drip from their body or the thought of your own imminent death if you deceive me and deprive me of my sacrifices. I know your black heart well and I believe you’ll obey. Otherwise, you’ll be yet another lump of nameless flesh that my gator pets will enjoy for dinner. Which will it be? Let’s play a game….
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