Marked

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Chapter Thirty Nine

An unknown and unfamiliar friend.

Dyci Rhodes’s Point of View

Everyone all has kind faces.

I feel like my fear and screams would be settled back into a bottle from the second that I have moved. From the second that I had woke up in this beautiful room, everyone was nothing but gentle with me but I was scared whenever they would come near me. All the pins and needles were nothing but making my anxiety grow nothing but high.

Even if I could see that they were doctors, I have my own fears.

To be locked in a room and have that crazy woman draw blood to me was nothing but hell. I do not know what she wanted, all she did was an experiment on my body and I have no other choice but to comply. Up until now, I do not know where she needed my blood and why she wanted that