"You dare? There are people everywhere. Even if you kill me, you won't get away."

Quintessa shrugged, "Try me, and you'll find out. You know me. Once I go crazy, I don't care about anything." Rachel felt panic-stricken. Of course, she knew Quintessa was a lunatic, a devil without a shred of sanity.

Rachel thought she was truly going to die. She heard a tearing sound and felt a sudden chill on her chest. Looking down, she saw a long cut made by a razor blade. Rachel reached to touch it, but Quintessa pinned her hand down tightly: "Quintessa, what are you up to?"

Quintessa continued cutting and said, "Rachel, at your age, going bare suits your wild temperament better."

Soon, Rachel's long dress was reduced to ribbons, which Quintessa grabbed in a bunch.

"Rachel, thanks for showing up tonight. Otherwise, who would I vent to? I hope you can endure longer than Miranda did, or else whom will I play with?"

Quintessa whistled, feeling much better, and threw the cloth scraps into a trash before leaving.

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