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.