Not MY Mate
“Not enough red, need more red.”
“There is nothing red,” one of the doctors say.
“The top of the red is best. Need 12 beats,” Zachary smiles at Terry.
“Blood, you need blood?” Terry asks.
“Twelve beats,” Zachary holds out a silver knife and his own hand.
“You need 12 drops of blood?” Hank asks.
“Beat, boom, boom, boom, boom,” Zachary tells them.
“Heartbeats, he needs 12 heart beats of his own blood,” Terry tells them.
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