Chapter 103

A high-pitched sound makes me scream, retracting against the cold stretcher. The screams outside are silenced by the fright. Henry has a gun in his hand, and the floor is decorated with the bullet from the shot. Without understanding what he wants, I watch him approach Conway's body still on the ground and press the barrel of the gun against his neck. The doctor wakes up with a muffled scream, and Henry escapes in time to avoid a punch. He retorted, hitting Conway with the handle of the gun. The blow is accurate, and Conway's nose sneezes with clear blood.

"Did you like my brand, doctor? "Henry growls, his teeth pressed by hatred.

I don't hear an answer to your question, because, at this very moment, another shadow appears on the door and Candice is being carried by her, her mouth being covered by the blood that flows from her nose. There was no bleeding at the time I left her in the hallway. Sullivan, the panicked doctor, also breaks into the ro