/0/76861/coverbig.jpg?v=d172f2d49bb31cb5a3a80a1ac35ea92c)
Bound to the chair, Lily Catelli could do nothing as the three nuns stepped back in eerie silence. The floor beneath her trembled.
A scream tore from her throat.
The chair began to sink-slowly, inexorably-accompanied by the grinding of hidden machinery above. The monotonous turn of wheels echoed like a death knell in the chamber.
An icy dread fl