She tried hard to separate her dry lips. She thought it would be cleaner to die this way, but she really did not want to die here. She did not want her corpse to decay, decompose, and be filled with maggots by the time someone discovered her. So she did not want to die. If she wanted to be clean, she wanted a clean death and was indignant to be part of someone else's calculations.
She struggled to stand up from the floor. Just that, she felt that her shoulder area was shattered. That pain was the exact same feeling when her arm broke back then. Once she stood up, she fell back down again. Then, she realized that she had not eaten or drunk in days.
She tried to find the door, but bang! She fell back down again and hurt her bones. She clenched her teeth, stood up, and walked to the door to open it.
However, no matter how much she turned the handle, the door refused to open.
Hah…
She laughed. She laughed sarcastically.
