"Look what I found, boss," the guard said.
"I hate mice. Damn, slimy creatures," Futuro replied. "Kill it, out of my sight," he ordered and turned his back.
"Whatever you say boss," replied the guard who was acting like a dumb spoiled child, while squeezing the mouse hard in his hand as if it were a plastic toy that made sounds.
Zonia felt a terrible pain crush her body as the guardian squeezed the mouse's body. She tried to bite him, but her tiny teeth did no damage. I'm so sorry, I really have no choice, she thought and abandoned the lifeless body of the unfortunate creature.
Back in the preparation room, the others saw Zonia, drenched in sweat and rolling on the floor, trying to catch her breath.
"What happened? Zonia, are you okay?" asked Alan who was two steps away from her.
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