The fourth video opened with my first day on Lolita Island.
I was on my knees, begging my parents to take me back. “Mom, please! Don’t leave me here!”
“I’ll change! I’ll do anything you want!”
But my parents showed zero compassion, boarding their helicopter without a backward glance.
Later, someone blindfolded me.
In the darkness and silence, I heard countless footsteps approaching.
I curled up in a corner, shaking uncontrollably.
After what felt like forever, the blindfold was ripped off.
The bright light was so intense I couldn’t open my eyes.
When I finally adjusted, I saw cameras–dozens of them–aimed at every corner of the island.
“What the hell is that? Creepy as fuck!”
“Are those surveillance cameras? Who installed them?”
“Bet it’s the rich perverts who run this place. Disgusting!”
The comments blocked parts of my face on screen.
But that raw terror still sent chills through my spirit.
Soon, a red laser dot appeared on my body.
I ran desperately, but no matter where I went, the dot followed me like I was being hunted.
Exhausted, I stopped to catch my breath.
Suddenly, someone clamped a hand over my mouth from behind.
I smelled something sharp and chemical, then everything went black.
When I regained consciousness, I was lying on a dining table.
Various sashimi pieces were arranged on my body, turning me into a human platter.
My fingers, my toes–everything had been carefully “garnished.”
Several wealthy men in their fifties and sixties were using chopsticks to pick sashimi off my body, savoring each bite.
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Occasionally, they would poke at my intimate areas with their chopsticks.
I was humiliated beyond words, trying to struggle but finding my limbs paralyzed.
“This one’s got flavor,” said a pockmarked old man, licking his chopsticks. “Bit skinny though.”
“The people who sent her said she’s untouched. Clean inerchandise. Worth every penny.”
I felt so sick I wanted to vomit, tears streaming uncontrollably.
They saw me as an object, as food.
That degradation was worse than death itself.
The footage that followed was too horrific to watch. Klain stopped playing it.
Those explicit photos that eventually reached Klain’s phone–they forced me to pose for them to protect themselves legally.
If I refused, the torture would get worse.
What I endured on that island was far more brutal than anything they were seeing.
After the video ended, the comments exploded: “Jesus Christ! This is Lolita Island?! This is fucking HORRIFIC!”
“The Caldwells are monsters! How could they do this to their own daughter?!”
“Poor Aurora! Where is she now? Is she even alive?”
“Someone call the police! Arrest the Caldwells! We need to rescue Aurora NOW!”
Rescue? I was already dead.
Dead on Lolita Island.
Mom collapsed to the floor. “That’s impossible! She didn’t even take her phone…”
True. They had confiscated my phone that day.
But our housekeeper, feeling sorry for me, secretly returned it as I was leaving.
I had planned to record the route so I might find my way back someday.
When I was captured, the phone was still in my chest pocket.
That’s how these moments were recorded.
Seeing this, Lilith crawled to Klain’s feet, sobbing. “My sister’s living it up in Europe! This is all AI–generated garbage! Don’t believe any of this, baby!”
I stared at her coldly, hatred surging through my spirit.
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Klain tilted his head back and said flatly, “She can’t be saved.”
My heart clenched. Did he actually believe Lilith?
Someone in the crowd spoke up for me: “You were with Aurora for five years! How can you be so hestener
“Whether it’s true or not, you should at least investigate! What if it’s real…
Klain’s voice was ice cold. “It’s too late to save her.”
Could it be…
Did he know I was dead?
Impossible…
No one ever came looking for me. No one could know I was dead.
Mom jumped in, pointing at the person who spoke up: “We invited you to a wedding, not to stick your nose where it doesn’t belong!”
“My son–in–law just said Aurora can’t be saved! Are you deaf?!”
Before they could continue, Klain played the next video. “The ones who can’t be saved are you.”
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