“You know that wont help, Vic.” Thomas said as he put both hands over my mouth. It muffled my screams. I struggled under his arms, scratching, kicking, punching, trying everything to get away from his hard grip. He shushed me, showing me his red eyes, I shut up.
“Theres nothing to be afraid of. Im here now.” He pushed a cloth under my nose, it was soaked with a strong liquid. He hushed me again, and I went under….
“is she really alive?”
“Yes. She’s breathing, I can hear it.”
“Ahw. She smells so good, can I just have a taste?”
“No!”
I was awaken by Thomas and Mary arguing....
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