**Chapter 21: Descent into Darkness**

The crowd's cheers and jeers seemed to grow louder, a deafening cacophony that filled Leyley's ears as she lay helpless on the glory wall. One of the men, his face twisted in a cruel grin, reached out and grabbed her breast, his fingers closing around it like a vice. Leyley felt a surge of pain and fear as he pulled out a pocket knife and flipped it open, the blade glinting in the dim light. The man's eyes seemed to gleam with excitement as he raised the knife, his hand trembling with anticipation. Leyley's heart was racing, her mind screaming in horror as she realized what he was about to do. She tried to struggle, but it was no use; the men holding her in place were too strong. The knife flashed in the light, and Leyley felt a searing pain as it sliced through her skin and into her breast. She screamed, the sound echoing off the walls as the man cut off her nipple, the blade biting deep into her flesh. The pain was intense, a burning sensation that seemed to radiate through her entire body. The crowd erupted in cheers, their voices rising in a frenzy of excitement as the man held up the severed nipple, a triumphant grin spreading across his face. Leyley's vision began to blur, her eyes filling with tears as she gazed at the bloody stump where her nipple used to be. She felt a wave of dizziness wash over her, her body trembling with shock. The men holding her in place seemed to relax their grip, and Leyley's body slumped forward, her head spinning. She felt like she was going to pass out, but something inside her refused to give in. She was consumed by a dark, twisted desire, a craving that seemed to grow inside her with each passing moment. As she gazed out at the crowd, Leyley saw a sea of faces, their features twisted in cruel grins. She felt a wave of hatred wash over her, but it was quickly replaced by a sense of numbness, a detachment from her own body and mind. She was a mere vessel, a tool for the crowd's twisted desires, and she was powerless to stop it. The man who had cut off her nipple dropped it to the ground, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he turned to the crowd. "Who's next?" he shouted, his voice rising above the din of the crowd. Leyley felt a wave of despair wash over her, her mind consumed by the horror of her situation. She was trapped in a living nightmare, and she didn't know if she would ever be able to escape.