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"Evelyn, you've done everything that you could have done." The Countess' words didn't comfort her as she stared down at her eldest, lying in the hospital bed. He'd been there for two days; there was nothing more doctors or her healing abilities could do for him. She knew this, but it didn't make accepting it any easier. The condition of his body was horrific. If he wakes up, no, when he wakes up, he will be partially blinded. His left eye had been removed like some sick and twisted trophy. His body was carved open like you would deer when hunting. It was highly speculated that the beast was going to harvest more organs. It was unsettling to think that this was someone in their town. Even more disturbing was that they still hadn't found Becca. Elizabeth had pacified the hysterics by assu