"Don't!" Alyssa stopped the artist. She covered her mouth with her hand while crying. "Have mercy, Sir, leave my friend alone. I'll do what you want!" she quickly wrote her full name and signed it.
Alyssa slipped the paintbrush into the pocket of her denim shorts in the back.
"You make a drama scene before you do what I ask you to do!" The artist said happily and left Maggie lying down. He hid the gun.
Alyssa felt dizzy, held her hands to her forehead.
"Aaaaahhh!" Alyssa growled. She didn't notice the transformation of the painting because her eyes were tightly closed.
Even though her stomach hurt, Maggie still insisted on sitting down. Her eyes widened as she looked at the painting.
What is that? Maggie asked herself terribly.
"Alyssa!"
Alyssa heard Carlos calling her name, but she couldn't look at him because she felt the whole area was spinning.