Chapter 9 - The Final Stand
The terrifying, absolute silence of death instantly swallowed Robert Sterling's entire consciousness.
He floated completely untethered in a freezing, endless black ocean, entirely disconnected from the world of the living.
Back in the clinic, the little girl screamed in pure agony as she channeled the billionaire's fading life force into the dying boy.
Ethan's body violently arched completely off the medical bed, engulfed in a blinding, terrifying storm of golden energy.
The shattered, dead nerves in the boy's lower spine rapidly reconnected, glowing visibly through his pale skin.
Outside the clinic, the deafening wail of police sirens announced the arrival of Marcus Vance's corrupt, heavily armed security forces.
They smashed fiercely through the clinic's shattered front doors, aiming their weapons at the exhausted child and the dead billionaire.
But just as the lead guard pulled his trigger, Ethan's eyes snapped violently open.
The boy swung his fully healed legs over the edge of the bed and stood firmly on the ground for the first time in five years.
A residual shockwave of pure magical energy blasted outward from Ethan's body, aggressively throwing the armed men through the front windows.
The little girl collapsed heavily to the linoleum floor, her skin now entirely translucent and devoid of any glowing light.
Ethan rushed over to the terrifyingly still body of his father, sobbing wildly and begging Robert to wake up.
The three-minute window was rapidly closing, and the universe was preparing to permanently claim Robert's wandering soul.
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With her absolute last ounce of strength, the little girl reached up and slammed her tiny fist directly into Robert's chest.
A massive, invisible defibrillator shock violently jolted the billionaire's body, forcing his lungs to greedily gasp for fresh air.
