The pain from the bites was so excruciating that I almost fainted.
Crying, I apologized to Eugene, "I'm sorry. Please, let me go."
"Only now do you know to apologize?" Eugene raised an eyebrow.
I kept bowing to him. After what felt like an eternity, he was finally satisfied and had the dog taken away.
I hurried to check on Anna.
Eugene's voice sounded from above, commanding me, "Go send those puppies on their final journey."
Holding Anna tightly, I staggered to guard the dead puppies until they were buried.
Anna's body could no longer be restored and could only be buried.
As I moved, her death certificate fell out.
Eugene picked it up and opened it.
The name on the death certificate was clearly Anna.
