I complete the hardest task under the eagle eye of my mentor. 

I’m nervous. She’s the strictest mistress here, and one wrong move under her eye spells my end.

With a slight tremble in my hand, I clutch the knife tighter.

I move to cut at the body, still wriggling around.

This is the first time I’m working with a live specimen. 

I have to cut deep to make them bleed, but I can’t let them die.

They have to feel the pain.