*Clatter*
I instantly dropped the gun from my right hand and brought it to my mouth. Then I firmly bit my teeth into the flesh to muffle any scream from my mouth.
"MMmmMMmm! mmmMM!"
It was not done to muffle the sound of my screams, as I had already set up a barrier beforehand to prevent any sound from leaking out of my room with the help of an artifact provided by mother.
Instead, I had done it to divert my brain's attention to the pain in my right hand instead of the belated response from my left hand.
It was because nothing was left of my left hand below my elbow.
The black hole bullet neatly absorbed that part of my left arm.
However, there was a silver lining of this self-mutilation. The black goo once again appeared and protected my arm from further injury by the black hole. If not for it, then I would have had a similar ending to Dominique Lindstrom.
