She felt the spike of soreness that bit every inch of her spine. Touching her left kidney, she felt the sharp piece of wood that dove into her.
She screeched out of misery. Drawing the piece out, her blood gushed out.
She frizzed that part and her slippery bloody fingers pressed against the sofa arm beside her. Pushing herself up, she gazed at the Cellphone that was now under the staircases.
She peered around but nothing was there. If there was a drawn code of mirror around, she wasn't even able to force her sensation to find it.
Her body was trembling as she moved on her feet. Scrambling to her cellphone, she called for Jadon who was depressed and spent the whole time in the Bars. Getting drunk and high far, and spending the nights with girls to get rid of his misfortune.
As he answered, she blurted vague words that she barely could understand. She just wanted to warn him about Victor playing with the Bronze mirror of Resgole.
