Anna's POV

We rented a small apartment, and after injecting Tony with anesthesia, he lay in a state of unconsciousness on the bed. I attached needles to both ends of a fifty-centimeter transparent syringe, connecting the middle of the syringe to a green bottle containing a liquid that could activate cells and enhance blood diffusion.

"Miss Anna, so what's the antidote you found?" Zachary asked nervously.

"My blood..."

"What?" Kevin interrupted, "I haven't heard ...