Her chest began to burn and her head began to feel dizzy as the seconds ticked away, her life fading from her body fast. She could feel her own futile attempts to pry her face from the woman weakening, and she tried to hit, to scratch, to smack the woman, hoping to hit her hard enough to move her. To give her just a single gasp of air. Of course, she didn’t even budge the woman. Darkness filled Mary’s brain as she tried to make her arms work, to find some means of escape. “That’s it, lil white girl… die. Just go to sleep, it’s all over for ya” she heard the one behind her hiss. She was right of course. She was dying. Just like her classmates. Just like the girls on TV. She was just one more scared little white girl caught by the Black Cats. Just one more prize for them to celebrate in secret, as they plotted out their next trap…