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Niko There is no painkiller available, so I brace myself as Sven takes on the critical task of patching up the jagged hole left by the bullet. With a steady hand and an unwavering focus, he threads a needle, meticulously preparing to stitch the two sides of skin that have been forcibly separated. Every prick of the needle feels like a sharp jolt, each tug a reminder of the shot endured. I grit my teeth, forcing myself to maintain composure as I watch the world around me blurring in and out of focus through bleary eyes. Bianca's earlier theft of the medical gear now weighs heavily on my mind, amplifying my discomfort as Sven deftly works, weaving the sutures with expertise honed through exper

Niko There is no painkiller available, so I brace myself as Sven takes on the critical task of patching up the jagged hole left by the bullet. With a steady hand and an unwavering focus, he threads a needle, meticulously preparing to stitch the two sides of skin that have been forcibly separated. Every prick of the needle feels like a sharp jolt, each tug a reminder of the shot endured. I grit my teeth, forcing myself to maintain composure as I watch the world around me blurring in and out of focus through bleary eyes. Bianca's earlier theft of the medical gear now weighs heavily on my mind, amplifying my discomfort as Sven deftly works, weaving the sutures with expertise honed through exper

Fuck! "I got it!" Eden yells dropping the metal on the table beside her. "I need a needle. Can you help me with one?" Tears are dripping freely down Neriah's cheeks. There's blood everywhere. Someone's phone begins to buzz somewhere but no one answers it. Eden pulls a lighter from her pocket to sterilize the needle. "You don't mind, do you?" I shake my head as I take another long swig from the bottle in my hand. It's almost empty now.

He also warned me that it would leave me paralyzed for life, unable to walk, speak, or even breathe properly, as the needle had pierced both my vocal cords and spinal cord. I was waiting for the right moment to remove it and reveal everything to you before my final breath!" Pain was visible in her eyes and voice, and she lowered her gaze while clutching his shoulders. "What do you mean by final breath? What are you hiding from me?" He cupped her face, seeking answers in her eyes. "There is a unique poison contained within this needle, they call it Eclipsium. It functions as a weapon, only releasing its poison once it is withdrawn from the flesh or vein," she responded.

Passing nurses and patients saw the scene and grew curious, with some gathering to see what was happening. Inside the ward, Amelia said nothing more and slowly closed her eyes. With a light flick of her fingers, the Needles Kit she carried with her unfolded once again. This time, she did not take the usual row of sliver needles. Her fingers paused slightly before she retrieved three sliver needles from the deepest part of the kit, each several times finer than before and faintly glowing. The needle bodies were as fine as hair yet as tough as black iron. The tips were rounded but sharp, and a faint glow lingered around them. These sliver needles were rarely used, but in a situation like this,

"Tie her up at least." I push Eddie away with my free hands, no longer hitting him but doing what I can to keep him away. His accomplice approaches with small twine you find in every craft store. I've only seen it used on Pinterest, never such a horrific way as when he uses it to bind my hands and feet together. He turns, opening what looks like a tackle box, but when he turns back around his hand holds a needle. The metal tip is the longest I've ever seen. I squirm and try to get away, but Eddie holds my head to the side leaving a large part of my neck exposed. My muscles burn as I work to free my head. "Stop wiggling. You want me to miss and kill you?" Eddie asks.

at me with her brilliant green eyes and nodded. I kissed her forehead softly and she leaned into me. I inhaled her sweet candy apple scent and let a out a breath I didn’t know I had been holding in. All this time I thought she was mad at me about last night but she was actually worried about having to let me go. I know this is the wrong time, but I’d take her to bed right now if I could and make her forget all this shit by burying myself inside of her, “Um, I realize this is a lovey-dovey moment, but I have a fucking silver bullet poisoning my insides right now so if y’all could quit your shit and help me that would be fantastic.” Connelly was staring at both of us with a disgusted look and

Then, with a slight flick of his wrist, the needle landed precisely on his own lower abdomen. "What…" Dianne froze in shock at the sight. At that moment, she clearly felt a wave of warmth radiating from the golden needle, flowing into her body. Her once-cold and stiff limbs felt as if they were soaking in a hot spring—instantly warm and relaxed. The strength that had abandoned her gradually returned. Dianne's eyes widened, staring intently at the golden needle on her lower abdomen. The hollowed-out needle body was exquisitely crafted, its design breathtakingly intricate. The tail of the needle trembled slightly.

Niall, who was listening to First's explanation, quickly asked, "Secret weapon? Is it dangerous?" First nodded with a grim face, "These needles can make you lose consciousness and ... stop your heart in just three hours." Elliot's eyes widened in shock, "What? Are you serious?" Kharel bit his lip and immediately asked, "Do ... do you know how to handle these needles, First?" "Yeah, I know that." First Kiansa immediately said to Kharel and his friends, "I need a few things." "Tell us what you need!" Niall said, his face already tense.