08:17 P.M.
The warehouse where Katrina Fajardo was confined.
August 4th, the year 2018. Saturday.
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Nearly 2 weeks after Katrina Fajardo went missing.
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20 hours after Dominador Gomez went missing.
He pursed his lips as he unclasped his fingers from her and he grunted in pain. Katrina saw that a lot of blood had been soaked through his turtle neck black shirt, his azure coat was still on, and the liquid was dripping in through that thick cloth. Mina held onto his shoulders as he closed his eyes, grimaced in pain, and he knuckled his fists for a while. He was out of his breath as Katrina was panicking in front of him. Katrina held onto his face and tilted it to the side.
Katrina gasped in her place as she doesn't know what to do. She could not scream nor yell about what was happening inside, or they will be both dead. Mina closed his eyes as Katrina muttered, "Mina... please stay with me... Mina..."
