Chapter 25 A Chance To Survive

• As weakly and slowly as she could handle herself, Aims adjusted her head up and instinctively gasped— her eyes wide at the familiar figures in front of her.
• “ Vicky?~ Martha... Rita? ” She groaned, every part of her body felt sore— shock etched her face. “ You? why are you doing this to me?”
• She cried but they just scoffed and Vicky giggled along. “ I don't think I need to answer that— do I?” She asked, turning to Martha and Rita who answered with a “ No.”