Dear Diary. Chapter 10.

—Do not do it, please. —Sobbed the reddish-furred creature prostrate in front of Elena. —Don't make us suffer like this.

Despite his pleas, that little girl did not get to the point of feeling guilt for what she was about to do, there was not even a trace of compassion for the being with abundant fur that her eyes were scrutinizing. She just looked at him from head to toe and when she finished looking disdainfully, she turned back on her toe and moved as fast as she could to the lever.

The monster cleared his throat. —If you do, Elena, you will be the same or worse than her. Is what you want?

The young pupil stopped any movement willing to make and she stood petrified in her place. Just that one sentence was enough to make her mind a total mess.