87. Intruder

“Mmmmphhmmm,” uttered Gray Stewart under the pillow as she continued to resist. She grabbed the man’s wrists with her hands but in her state, she could barely inflict pain to the man’s bulky arms.

“Damn it!” she thought to herself. “This is the lamest way to die! I was better off dying after getting dramatically shot at that rotting factory.”

Realizing that she could never outpower the man, she pulled the needle from the back of her left hand---a skill she executed for the third time already and would definitely invite the nurse’s nagging again given she would survive the long night.

After successfully pulling out the needle, she stabbed the man somewhere on his body that she had no idea of knowing, because her face was buried under the pillow, and would sooner be buried 6 feet underground if she wouldn’t be able