Nameless Captor [Chapter 10 Casting the Spell]

Ecifircas performs the spell: “Illness flee, and pain be gone. The life I live, may it be long." He then drinks Mary’s blood.

Meanwhile…

The door opens and he enters. “Oh, Love.” He says. He kneels by my body and kisses my hand, he feels the little blood still slowly dripping it way out.

“What the!?” he takes my pulse but of course finds none. “NO!”

Ecifircas comes in, “Sir!?”

“She’s dead.” He says and begins to weep over my body.

“Oh, what happened sir?”

For a while all he could do was cry. “She slit her wrist, she left me…she took our child.” He finally said.

Ecifircas’s eyes got wide. “Child!?”

All my Captor could do was nod his head and keep weeping over me. Ecifircas walks out of the room.

“No! No! NO!” is all Ecifircas could say. “All is ruined, I’ll grow old. No, it’s not too late. If I finish the spell before midnight she can be reborn. I’ll kill her again; I’ll keep killing her till I get it right, no matter how many times I’ll have to kill her. But the Master…hmm I’ll have to keep him alive with me so that they’ll be drawn together and I won’t have to go searching for her. Yes, that’s what I’ll do.

“Let her body be reborn, all and all the same. Let my Master stay the same as I. May they join together once again and let the spell come to its final end.”

***

“Master you need to drink this. It’ll calm you.”

“No, I need to take care of her.”

“Let me Master. It is too much for you.”

My Captor lets out a long sigh, “I suppose you’re right. I’ve already sent to have her body taken; they should be here soon.” He takes the glass Ecifircas has set down on the small table by the door and trudges off into his private room.

When the door shuts behind Ecifircas he says, “We shall met again then, Miss Mary Moor.”