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We Have Started To Stink

PENNY POV

Two days later.

I hear Michael's scream as I continue scraping my hands with my nails, still trying to remove Lia's blood from them.

"Stop it, Annika! Stop hurting yourself!" Michael reaches up and covers my hands with his, wincing in pain from his own wounded hands.

The sweat on his forehead and the slight tremors are not a good sign, and I'm worried that the infection is spreading.

"I killed her... I killed her," I whimper, feeling overwhelmed with grief.

Michael pulls me close, his eyes filled with concern.

"It wasn't your fault, they made you do it. You can't forgive yourself, but you have to try."

I feel like I'm breaking, and Michael knows it too.

"You can't let them do this to you, do you understand?

This isn't stronger than you.

Lia wouldn't have wanted you to give up after her death."

He scolds me, with his voice firm.

"She would have wanted you to get up and defeat every son of a bitch who did this to her."

"If you go back to the cage, you kill whoever gets
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