"Heavenless"
56. That Never Was
Brigitte roamed the room, pacing in the same circle she had seen Sam's ghost walk. Something in her, something other than the wolf, was churning. The sense of foreboding Sam's ghost had brought in wasn't going away. She couldn't explain it. She took the notebook and ran down her incision and healing times.
From seven plus hours to six. Only an hour's worth of difference. It was slowing down. Maybe bloodletting was the answer, after all. Of course, she was now bleeding out in dangerous amounts, but what was a little bit of being on the edge of life, compared to finding a way to survive the curse?
'think you can figure it out in time?
"I have to try." Brigitte said, "There's nothing left. Bloodletting has to be the answer."
Well, that, and you don't have a lot of options left.
Brigitte went to the bathroom and started to undress. Ginger's ghost followed her. Brigitte ignored her sister's presence and continued with it. This was the only thing she had left, and even if it never had been the answer to this, even if it never would have worked, she had to try. At least she would go down fighting. That had to count for something.
