Chapter 5 - The Ghost from the Past
I stared at the terrifying video of my sister, feeling a wave of pure nausea wash over me.
Robert was ruthlessly dismantling every single part of my life to force my surrender.
"We cannot save her if you are dead, Mom," Maya whispered, seeing the sheer panic on my face.
She was absolutely right, so I threw my phone out the car window to stop Robert from tracking our location.
I drove aggressively through the dark, abandoned industrial district until I found the ruined veterinary clinic.
The building looked completely deserted, with boarded-up windows and a collapsing roof.
I carried Maya inside, kicking the rotting wooden door open with my foot.
The interior was surprisingly clean, outfitted with stolen medical monitors and a makeshift surgical table.
A tall woman in a dark surgical scrub top stepped out from the shadows.
She pulled off her medical mask, and my breath caught violently in my throat.
It was Elena, Robert’s brilliant first wife who had supposedly died in a tragic car accident ten years ago.
"Robert is a monster who faked my death to steal my patents, and now he is trying to kill your child," Elena stated coldly.
She did not waste time with pleasantries, immediately helping me lift Maya onto the metal operating table.
"I only have local anesthetics, so this is going to be incredibly painful," Elena warned my crying daughter.
Maya nodded bravely, biting down hard on a rolled-up leather belt to muffle her screams.
Elena worked with astonishing speed, sterilizing the surgical area and picking up a gleaming scalpel.
"The acid has already started burning through her stomach lining, we have to move fast," Elena muttered.
She made the first incision, and Maya let out a muffled, agonizing cry that broke my heart into pieces.
I held her hands tightly, whispering constant words of comfort as the blood pooled on the metal table.
Suddenly, the bright surgical lights above us flickered violently and completely died.
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The entire clinic plunged into pitch-black darkness as the main power grid was deliberately cut.
The heavy sound of combat boots kicking against the front door echoed through the silent building.
