One hundred and sixty-two

***Genevieve POV***

I could hear their voices around me yet all I could see was darkness and the occasional flickering of lights above me. I knew I was on some sort of trolley, felt the movement and jostle of the gurney they had me on, yet all I could think of was the pain. My insides being ripped to shreds and I had no control over it, my body jerking, and I could feel the savage movements of her