Cynder's sobs ripped through the quiet of the dark hospital as Doctor Efrin dug her scalpel into the crook of the crying girl's neck. Blood flowed from the incision. Efrin turned away, reaching towards the tray that held sinister looking tools and a small dish that had a singular microchip in it. When the doctor turned back to the girl strapped to the surgical table, she wielded a thin jagged blade and a pair of tweezers with the chip clamped between them. "This won't hurt one bit."
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Tales Of Everton: Cynder
AçãoWhat happens when a girl with major issues recovering from a traumatic event gets dragged into a rebellion she wants nothing to do with? Well Cynder has the misfortune to be living that very scenario.
