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Teror isn't Over Yet

Jeff Hanibal, who had just returned from lunch, felt so guilty for leaving Anna out of his sight. Annastacia looked messy, bruises bluish purple red began to appear on her forehead and cheeks and around her lips.

"I'm sorry, Anna. I was careless in my duties, I thought you were with your husband. How could they attack you? I have to write it in my report," said Jeff Hanibal sitting in front of Anna who was being treated for her wounds in the ER room by a nurse.

"Ssshhh ... this is sore, Miss!" Anna hissed as the nurse applied antibiotic ointment to the edge of her chapped lip.

"Excuse me, Miss. Just hold on a bit, okay?" replied the nurse, continuing her work treating the wounds on Anna's body, most of which were on her face.

"Does your back or hip hurt too?" asked the nurse with the name tag Naomi Bianche to Anna.

"I think it's bruised, but it's not sprained. Earlier I rolled on the emergency stairs 3 meters high," Anna replied explaining the incident that she experienced which
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