My legs felt numb, absolutely no sensation whatsoever. I couldn’t even feel the cold sting of the shackles around my ankles. My brain commanded my toes to try and wiggle but got no response or movement. My breathing started picking up, my heavy breaths seeming to echo in my ears. My sight started going hazy, everything rocking from side to side. In the distance I could hear a pair of shoes approaching me.
I lifted my head up and saw a young girl coming to me, massive, rusty scissors in her hand.
“It’s time for your operation, Mother. Lie still!”
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