Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty Take Care "IT ISN'T exactly my skill that they want," he said, barely a whisper. "What they needed from me was my blood," I can't even count the times my jaw dropped in the duration of our conversation and yet what he just said has completely blow my mind. Blood? Did he just said that the person who burned this shelter wanted his blood? "What--I can't understand... What do you mean blood? You said they probably need your blood? What for?" All the overwhelming questio within cannot be contained anymore. "I was shocked myself. But I am certain that it is their sole goal why they resort to arson, the reason why they have to send, almost half of this place, to fire," his riddle-like statement puzzled my already trembling brain. My lips formed a grim line as I tried to qui
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