It seemed that the drug was taking effect again.
The rope that tripped her was right next to her feet, but she felt that it was tightly wrapped around her ankle. There was a wild look in Alices eyes as she tried hard to tug at the rope with all her effort, desperate to break free. But in reality, she was pulling on her own trousers.
Within seconds, a loud crack rippled in the night air. Alice had just ripped her trouser legs.
But she didnt stop tugging. The crazed woman looked at Rachel with wide eyes and shouted, Untie me! Untie me now!
It lasted for two minutes. Because Alice pulled on the trouser legs with brute force, the palms of her hands turned red as her nails sunk through the fabric into her own flesh. At that point, some wounds were starting to show. But Alice didnt seem to feel any pain at all. Her attention was solely on the imaginary rope.
Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of the knife in her hand and grinned in delight.
Knife! Cut the rope with this knife! It should break me loose!
Thats right! This knife is the key! Alice murmured more gibberish to herself excitedly and looked up at the silent woman staring at her.
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Rachel, you cant hold me down forever! You cant kill me!
As she finished her words, she slashed at her ankle without hesitation.
Alice sawed off the imaginary rope with all her strength. Soon, the blade was soaked in blood.
The excruciating pain was so intolerable that it finally stimulated
Alices nerves, making her sober for a moment. When she saw the knife in her hand and the deep cut on her ankle, her pupils widened in horror.
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Alice dropped the knife to the floor.
Howling in pain, she scrambled desperately to apply pressure on her wound as she saw the steady stream of blood flowing out.
What in the world just happened?
Didnt she just cut the rope?
Alices bizarre behavior, hallucinations, and impulsive reactions were all because of the drug Rachel had given her. It was working perfectly. Struggling to gather her thoughts, Alice recalled that she was locked inside the restroom of the Western restaurant by Rachel the day before.
Since then, her mind had been in a fog, unable to control her actions and make wise decisions.
The sheer pain in her ankle sobered her up quite a bit. The events last night flashed through her mind like a blurry movie, and the scene of the blade flashing in front of her appeared in her memory.
Her pupils dilated in shock as Alice looked down at her trembling right hand.
Seeing things clearly for the first time, she felt the brunt force of trauma piercing through the walls of her fragile mind.
The little finger on her right hand was wrapped in white gauze stained with fresh blood. But even if it was covered, it was not difficult to notice that her little finger had become even shorter.
As she started to get her bearings, a haunting piece of memory shook