Literature
Alchemists and Mechanics: Just Your Average Day
She felt weak and helpless. No matter how much she thrashed they held her down. No matter how much she screamed the pain never went away. And no matter how much she wished it, it never stopped.
The three monsters, who long ago had lost the right to be called men, held her down, penetrating and scaring her body with flesh and steel.
“Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!”
The feeling of something wet and slimy ran across her cheek, snapping her eyes open.
She was alone. In her room. Lying in bed. Shaking and covered in sweat. But she was safe now.
The wet feeling ran across her cheek again, drawing her attention to her left shou