"Ugh…." Alma groaned in pain.
Every place in her body hurt badly, especially the places where they put needles in her body to take her blood. She can feel her life force slowly slipping away with the blood. She wants to struggle but her strength is weakened.
'Am I going to die here?' Alma thought.
'But there are many things I want to do, I still haven't taken revenge, I want to enjoy my life with Dorothy, Rohan, and the other…' she grieved.
"Tap-tap-tap," a footstep echoed in the empty room.
Alma opens her eyes slightly and sees a timid-looking woman bringing a syringe. A flash of ideas hit her suddenly. She already observed the routine in this room, usually after injection this woman will wait until she is paralyzed before she removed her restraints and adjusted the needles in her body. Alma decides to try the idea in her mind, she doesn't have many options at this point.
