Rezz woke up to a bullet digging into her thigh. Her scream died down as fast as the pain subsided, for inside the bullet was a vial of morphine. She did not see the hand locking on her throat and did not feel the nailgun unloading on her, starting from her navel all the way to her throat. With a last nail to her glabella, her master released her and said, “Be a good girl and stay here. Kid, fix her.”

Her sister came with a worried face. Rezz calmed her by saying, “Relax, sis, he had just nailed me.”