Janet desperately pounded at the door. "Charis! Open up!"
She tried the doorknob, but it wouldn't even turn. She was well and truly trapped.
Through the small glass window at the door, she could see Charis grinning viciously from the other side.
"You deserve this."
Behind Charis was a sea of fire. Even the ceiling was burning, and it looked like it would collapse at any moment.
But the woman seemed oblivious to all of this as she continued to cackle with glee, her eyes flashing with utter loathing.
Janet had never seen such a terrifying sight.
"You're the one behind this fire, aren't you?" Janet demanded. "Do you realize that you've committed a crime?"
"So what? What's there to worry about when no one else is going to find out?" Charis taunted. She was beside herself with joy. The thought that Janet would be burned to ash in this place was enough to make her want to throw a grand banquet.
Janet kept pounding at the door. She opened her mouth to say something, only to cough violently. She had inhaled too much smoke.
Charis stopped laughing long enough to spectate her rival's suffering. "I will finally be rid of you
this time."
Since it had come to this, Janet knew that Charis would never let her go. After all, it was her chance to kill Janet once and for all.
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