CHAPTER 92

I try to lie down and not move. Warm rays glide across the skin. Sun? They warm me up. I'm pleased. A light breeze causes goose bumps. I wince a little. But I breathe deeply. The light blinds my eyes, and I try to cover them with my hand. But the hands do not obey. They just lie like two sleepy boas. Beautiful purple flowers grow from my body. Their dense, fleshy leaves reach for the light and transfer the absorbed energy to me. They feel the vibrations of the wind, tickling. From bees and butterflies? They duck painfully against strong gusts of wind, making me hiss. Painfully.

But here he comes. The warm light is still there. I don't see a face. Just a dark figure. He kneels in front of me. His hot hands first run over my skin from shoulder to hip. Forced to relax. Soothe. I involuntarily succumb to this caress.

"You need to wake up, dear Alice!"

He roughly grabs one of the flowers to the very root.

Jerk. I scream in surprise. The flower is torn from my body. Thick red blood flows do
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