Chapter 402

A scar’s bite would paralyze so the creature could take its time dismantling the victim. The man’s ability to breath would be forfeit to the toxin. Anyone bitten by a scar would suffocate as everything shut down.

“Help him then!” I said fiercely stepping forward.

The wounded family took a defensive position around their brother laying on the transport and their teeth dropped.

“He is wounded,” Bane whispered in my ear pulling me back, “they will attack any who come near him. Let the man and his family die in peace.”

Everyone around us seemed to have the same sentiment. Let them die in peace.

“NO!” I shouted. “You can breath for him! It can be done! I learned on Earth. This man doesn’t have to die.”

In health at my high school they had taught us CPR. I’d even taken the class the community college offered so I was certified to babysit. Paterians were like humans, certainly it would work here also.

I looked at Damien and pleaded with my eyes.