The officer silently cursed in his mind, but he still used all his strength to press the person down, and together with the other officers who arrived upon hearing the news, they rushed the person to the hospital overnight.
What they didn't know was that at the same time, in another part of the city, in a high-end residential area, a seventeen-year-old boy was experiencing the same ordeal as Finnian Flynn.
It felt as if his soul was being skinned alive. Although the pain was enough to die from, he remained utterly conscious.
Although his body bore no visible wounds, the moment his family touched him, it felt as if his body was being torn apart.
Unlike Finnian Flynn, who was relentlessly tearing at his own flesh, the boy was in such agony that he pounced on his family, violently ripping at their flesh until their faces and bodies were left in a bloody mess.
His family was stunned, believing that he had finally gone mad from tormenting cats.
But they knew in their hearts.