Chapter 129 The New Blood Taker

• Lydia
• Jesse’s death has left me numb with shock. I can barely sleep and eat. The memory of her being decapitated replays in my mind nonstop. The scent of her blood lingers, refusing to leave me alone. I don’t know what the Blood Takers did to her body, but my best guess is that they dumped it somewhere in the woods.
• The thought of her body rotting out in the elements or animals feasting on her remains makes me feel sick and diminishes my already non-existent appetite. My stomach growls, and I’m feeling lightheaded, but I ignore the can of sardines one of the teenage boys offers me.