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This week we join Chris who returns to Bayliss’s basement of horrors. Unable to shake the dead woman’s face from his nightmares (even after drinking Bayliss’s wine), he continues to investigate the house. This time he bypasses the door where he found the dead body, and peers through a window of a second locked door.
Cries of pain echo, followed by a hauntingly unexpected maniacal laugh which forces a chill through his body. A wild looking Bayliss tosses a crumpled form of a man to the floor before grabbing a Mage staff from the table and tossing it at the man.
“Let’s do this again, give me your best shot,” Bayliss sneers. The man protests but Bayliss kicks him in the stomach. He groans, submitting to the demands, reaching for the staff. He is bleeding from his head, his face a mix of blue, green and purple and his legs shake from holding his own weight. In comparison, Bayliss looks smug, dirty but not harmed.
“Please, don’t make me do this,” he pleas, coughing up blood.
“Do it or I’ll start taking your limbs next, do you have a use for your left leg?” The Mage swallows, taking a deep breath, moving the staff to the attack position.
That’s it for this week, hope being back in the basement isn’t too much for a sunny weekend. Don’t worry Zack will be back soon I promise. Have a great weekend you all and be safe!
*Previously titled as ‘A Flip of a Coin’
Read Chapter One here.