My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Mirrors were installed at every corner, making the place feel extremely three dimensional. If one weren't familiar with the place, they wouldn't be able to find their way out.

I followed Tiago for a while, before entering a room that looked like an operating theatre. It was very big, and was larger than any operating theatrel had ever seen.

The only difference was that the operating theatre here were all divided. There were too many of them, and I was unable to determine how many of them there were, but I could only estimate there to be a few hundred operating rooms.

The people lying on the operating beds across the rooms, seemed to only be women.

I turned to Tiago instinctively then, puzzled.

He didn't say anything, and just continued to lead me on. The further we went, the darker it became.

I initially thought that these operating rooms were for medical treatment purposes, but I didn't expect that it was actually for all the women who'd come in.

There were doctors operating inside one of the rooms. They had opened a woman up in a manner akin to the delivery of a baby. They then placed drugs into the woman's uterus, and stitched her back up. It was a simple procedure, but it sent waves of shock into me so badly that I broke out in a cold sweat.

from behind me, and Westin continued to pull me along

I took a look

been the woman who took care of me for the

person. When she brought you downstairs, you were already half an

meant. She was

urging me on so hurriedly and had

rules, so someone had to be

but I didn't

hesitation, I asked,

full of drugs. If she gets them out in time upon reaching the destination, there shouldn't be a

buzzing. I suddenly thought of Naomi and the others, who'd been brought in here

in a trembling voice, "Are those girls

raised his eyebrows. The answer was