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"Sorry." Gale said, deciding he shouldn't have said anything about the pain. She scooted away and Gale sighed. "Anything you want?" Gale said trying to lighten the mood. He turned his body away from her. He couldn't think of any other way to describe the pain in a better way. He could have said it felt like her soul and life would be sucked out of her, like exactly how she would think it felt. Like someone ripping the actual soul out of her body, along with her heart and other body parts. But that probably sounded worse. It was only going to be about a week, then it would be done. But it wouldn't, she would be a new blood, a out of control new blood. And when Gale was a new blood, he killed the people trying to confine him. He had killed his own parents.