Chapter 81

"No... No...!"

I felt the cold needle press against my skin, and a terrifying feeling washed over me. The situation was so familiar as if I had been in the same position before...

When was it? I remember being held down on a bed and left to die!

An image flashed through my mind in my panicked state. A doctor in a white lab coat, wearing a mask... A cold syringe and painful restraints...!

I renewed my struggles and tried to wriggle my arms free.

"Stay still!" Jenna hissed, pinching my arms harshly. "If you don't want to be filled with holes, you better stop moving!"

"W-what... the hell do you... want?!" I asked her weakly.

Jenna didn't inject the fluid into my arm and only pressed the needle to my skin before sneering, "What do you think this is, hmm?"

"You want... to kill-"

"Wrong!" Jenna cut me off, playing with the syringe in her hand. "It's so boring and pointless just to kill you, you know? Instead, I'm going to torture you."

She glanced at my stomach when she said that before con