Calling for Parents

"Mas… ter, go… quick!"

"Little… Little Ying…"

The two of them used the last bit of energy they had in their bodies to call out to the toddler below them. Soon, they could not even speak. Fresh blood continued to flow from their bodies.

"You're next!" The man cackled as he faced Shen Ying once again.

The two of them became incredibly anxious, but they had no more power left to even struggle. "Master, hurry…

Shen Ying looked up at the both of them and then at her own blood-covered hands. She began to tremble over vigorously as her breathing became laboured. She looked like she was about to break down at any moment. The emotions that she had been burying were all threatening to explode.

She was only three years old afterall. She only knew how to do one thing.

With everything she had, holding nothing back, she began… to cry!

"Wahhhhh ahhh ahhh…"