"You've had enough!" Ella Lacey exclaimed furiously, her eyes bloodshot, "People like you don't deserve to live!"
"Want to kill me?"
Emma Campbell sneered coldly, "Kill me, and you think you'll survive?"
"What do you mean?" Ella Lacey thought of the psychedelic pill inside her...
"You know exactly what I mean!"
Emma Campbell, clutching her plump waist like a shrew, had a sinister grin on her face, "Let me tell you the truth. You drank the psychedelic pill, which initially does no harm to your body—it just causes amnesia at most."
"But ten years later, the chemicals in your body will accumulate more and more, swelling like a loaf of bread, and you won't be able to bear it. That's when you will completely lose consciousness and end up like Yolanda Bardot—a vegetable!"
Faced with such a horrific future, Ella Lacey remained unflinching, "At least I still have ten years. What about you?"
