❝Life tried to crush her, but only
succeeded in creating a warrior. ❞
BLOODBATH
BLOODBATH
BLOODBATH
PICKS UP: THE WINTER SOLDIER
BOOK 1 in KILLER INSTINCTS
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Worldwide, there seems to be around three hundred and eighty five thousand babies born a day. Thats a lot, right? It was terrifying. How every minute of the day, the population grew, larger and larger. It was impossible to deny the fact that soon, the earth was going to die. It was going to die, all because of the human species, and how they took everything for granted. It was also impossible to deny that everyone didn't take life for granted at some point, even Zinoviya did, no matter what you may think.
She didn't stop to think about how lucky she was to even be standing, she could be dead. Buried six feet under, along with the other billions of people who once roam the earth. It was weird to think, that years ago, those that once lived were walking on the very concrete that she was now. Breathing the same air, that never seemed to run out. Well, not yet, at least. She wondered what it was like back then, and what those that were in the Red Room before her were doing now. If they had even lived, at that. How long was the Red Room even a thing? She didn't know the answer to that, but she wished she did.
She had odd thoughts, when she was alone at night. She couldn't seem to stop her mind from roaming, and creating the weirdest conspiracy's. That seemed to be the only fun she could have these days. In truth, the girl was sick. She was sick of living the life she was living, and no matter what happened, she didn't think she would ever grow to enjoy it.
She wanted to be free.
The sound of a key being jammed through the keyhole made its way to her eardrums, and she glanced at the direction of the door. She absentmindedly curled her toes as she attempted to be patient. She could hear the other girls stir awake as the hallway light shone through, and they could see the shadow of an all-too-familiar woman.
