Dissection of a Bully: A Sister's Dark Revenge Chapter 2

My sister died.

Her killers were her university classmates.

I watched as they tied her up with ropes, strangling her until she was on the verge of suffocating, then releasing her, only to tighten the ropes again, tormenting her repeatedly.

After several rounds, my sister collapsed to the ground, too weak even to beg for mercy.

I saw Damian Thorne press his foot onto her face, his eyes full of contempt, as if looking at a piece of garbage.

He sneered, "Dare to refuse me? You little bitch, you love to act all pure, don't you? Go on, act! Why aren't you saying anything now?"

His accomplices, Ryan Miller and Chloe Hayes, chimed in with sneering laughter.

They paid no attention to my sister, who was coughing up large mouthfuls of blood.

By the time they finished their insults and laughter, she had already stopped breathing.

My heart ached beyond measure, yet these animals showed not an ounce of fear or regret.

Damian even spat in disgust.

"Damn it! What a jinx!"

They stuffed my sister into a sack, shoved it into the trunk, and drove towards the forest.

As their footsteps drew closer, a deep pit, already dug, appeared in the hidden depths of the woods.

It was then that I realized: everything today wasn't an accident, but a premeditated murder!

They brutally raised their shovels, smashing my sister's face beyond recognition.

They took all her belongings that could identify her, then raised their weapons to chop and cut.

They threw her shattered body into the deep pit and buried it.

Finally, they drove away, laughing loudly.

In the distance, thunder rumbled, and rain poured down.

It washed away the traces of their evil deeds but could not cleanse their filthy souls.