She cried softly to herself, at least her tears were cold and not burning her like the fire Azazel would traumatize her with over and over again.

  This is your punishment, there is no redemption for you, accept it!

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  A loud clang startled her, she looked at the cell door, but thankfully, Azazel wasn't there. Only a tray of food for her.

  She chuckled to herself.

  Pathetic.

  She attempted to look at the sky again, hoping there's a hole for her to peer through...just one tiny star!

  But there was none, just the ceiling.

  Welcome to Hell, she thought to herself.