Chapter Twenty-Five
A tiny pulse was still inside her. It gradually got faster over the period of time she had been here, lying on the muddy floor. All the leaves from the trees around her were getting stuck in her long fiery red hair. Whatever it was that was happening inside her, was making her wake up, but also making her feel numb. She couldn't move anything. All she could do was aimlessly lie on the floor. Her brain began to function again. Only one thought was going through her head. Why did he do this to me? But that was a question she didn't think would ever be answered. Not as long as she stayed like this, paralysed on the floor. But it was true, why did he do this to her? The only sort of decent answer was the fact that he was a monster. An abomination. He had to be stopped. But first she needed to
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