(NARRATOR'S POV:)
Her eyes were frozen, gazing up at the rooftop of the building where her life had been brutally cut short. The phrase "a savior is better than a killer" echoed in her mind, but what happens when that savior is just as ruthless as the devil himself? A savior who would kill her every day, only to bring her back to life, just to kill her all over again.
The street below was soon swarming with people, all eager to catch a glimpse of the tragic scene. They snapped photos and recorded videos, but not a single soul offered to help her. That was when a white SUV pulled up, and a man stepped out.
He approached her, his eyes scanning her broken body. He checked her pulse, and a hint of a smile played on his lips. "She's strong enough to survive this fall. Let's get her to the hospital."
His driver carefully lifted her into the car, and they sped off towards the hospital.
