"Stefano! Stop it! It's me, Elena!" Elena yelled, trying to pull away Stefano's hand gripping her neck.
The car sped out of control on the empty road. The tires screeched loudly as Elena tried to hit the brakes while dodging the man's relentless attack beside her. Stefano's eyes glowed red, blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, and the veins in his neck bulged as if about to burst.
"Get out! Get out of my head!" Stefano roared. His voice was deep and trembling, as if two people were speaking simultaneously in his throat.
Elena managed to quickly grab her medical bag from the back seat. She took out a syringe filled with a clear liquid. With all her strength, she plunged the needle into Stefano's thigh through a gap between the man's attacks.
"I'm sorry, Stefano," Elena whispered.
