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Chapter 72

Struggling to suppress the panic and worry in me as I can smell his blood wafting through the cracks in the door frame. He's been shot! He's hurt, injured! As I force myself to breathe and calm down, I eventually notice my hands are throbbing, stinging where the skin is broken, black and blue from the repeated impacts with the door. But I don't care, not even that I'm bleeding, I am just happy to be feeling something, happy in the knowledge that Elias is alive and we know each other are here. As the adrenaline starts to wear off, I can feel how much damage I have done to my hands. Inspecting them now as they drip with blood, the red aroma filtering up to my nose, filling my nostrils with the smell of my blood. Hu? It smells weird, different. Is that the crap Pauline pumped me full of still lingering in my system? No, the smell doesn't burn, it's more ... natural, like a ... hormone?

Alarm bells sound off in my head as something clicks. 'You idiot!' I snap at myself, 'crap!
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