But sleep brought no peace.In her dream, she was back in that room. Standing in a pool of blood, she cried, pleaded, slammed her head, begging for help, but no one reached out to save her mother and her.Someone, please have mercy, please save my mother, please don’t take her away, she’s still breathing...She remembered holding that man’s leg, how much hope she’d had, and then how utterly desperate she became.The voice of the man she called father echoed cruelly: “Bad luck, bad luck. Take it away quickly before it starts to stink.”The younger woman’s voice whispered: “Brother, but she’s dead. What should I do?”His eyes, red like a wild beast’s, turned towards Zoe, trembling on the floor, and he sneered, “Isn’t there another one here? What are you worried about? From now on, she’ll be your blood bag. Take her away!”“NO!”Zoe screamed, startling awake. Her entire body was drenched in cold sweat, her breathing ragged.She looked around the unfamiliar, dark room in a panic. It took a
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