Bleeding Steel Page #2

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-Sorry.

-B*tch.

Excuse me?

What did you say?

-Sorry, I can't really understand you.

-I don't speak Chinglish.

That's good one.

Oops.

Have you had a nose job?

What?

-I'm sorry.

-No more, no more.

Back off! Back off!

Let it go. Enough, let it go.

-Back it off, girl.

-It's ok, drop it.

Get back, get back,

nothing to see

That was a hell of a punch.

You're a credit to us Chinese.

-And you know I helped, right?

-Thanks.

Well I have to go now.

I'm Leeson, what's your name?

Nancy!

Nancy!

Are you ok?

Did you have another nightmare?

-Drink something.

-Thank you.

Did I wake you again?

I'm sorry.

Ever since I changed doctors,

the nightmares have gotten worse.

Because that's not a doctor.

She's a witch.

She's not like a real witch.

She's more like a guide

or a spiritualist or something.

OK, whatever she is

the dreams are getting worse and clearer.

You have them every night.

I can't take it any more.

I've lost my weight.

and I can't sleep.

Please, Nancy,

stop going to the witch,

or get her to fix it.

Hello

-look over.

-Hello.

What's you name?

Come on, baby.

I've been waiting for you for ages.

How've you been?

-The nightmares are more frequent and more vivid.

I feel like I become someone else in my dreams.

It takes time to heal.

This is stress, my dear.

Figments of your imagination.

Nothing more.

But every bit of it feels so real.

Like I've been there,

and I know all those people.

As if

they are leading me,

pushing me to find something.

Don't think too much.

Relax.

One...

Two...

Three...

Doctor, the subject is rejecting multiple organs.

They are failing.

I think we gonna have to give up on this one.

-Nancy! No...

-Help me!

Please don't kill me.

Nancy...

-Don't kill me.

If you kill me,

nothing can save you.

What the fuc...?

I've never seen anything like

this before.

There's someone else's soul inside you.

This is way beyond me now.

There's a man.

He is a master of hypnosis.

He might help.

He will be there tomorrow.

Let's see if you can see him.

Why did you let her go?

She hasn't told us anything about her dream.

The needle broke in half.

Rick's dead.

I have a feeling

the tapes we were selling him,

got him into trouble.

See what we have here.

I see you come here a lot.

Looking at that lame witch.

What's your name?

Now that's my boy.

Antara.

-Let me pass.

-So now you speak English?

How about this?

Pass under here

I know you like that, huh?

Get that b*tch!

Come on, boys.

We got fresh meat.

Don't be soared.

Back off.

-Back off!

-Don't get close!

Oops.

Feisty one.

You can't get away now.

Okay

Who you think you are,

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