Evelyn POV
I can hear their voices around me, yet all I can see is darkness and the occasional flickering of lights above me. I know I am on some sort of trolley, feel the movement and jostle of the gurney they have me on, yet all I can think of is the pain. My insides are being ripped to shreds, and I have no control over it; my body jerks, and I can feel her savage movements as she tries to rip her way out of me.
“Hold her down,” I hear a feminine voice yell before I feel gloved hands grip me. Panic courses through me as I try to thrash, unsuccessfully. I am choking on my blood, my lungs burn for air, and I am coughing uncontrollably as I feel warm liquid leave my mouth and run down my neck.
“Just cut it out; she is as good as dead anyway,” I hear a male voice talking calmly, as if t
