My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Realizing that he might be taking me away, I couldn't help clenching my fists tight and stabbing my palm with my nails to remain conscious.

Not long after, the elevator door opened again, and he carried me up directly. The road was bumpy all the way. I thought I would be thrown into a car, and then I would be brought into a tiny dark house, just like what had happened before, and then get interrogated in the end.

However, when a strong gust of cold air blew past, I sobered up a little bit from the chill.

Although the weather in September was cold, it was not freezing. It was at subzero degrees.

I suddenly realized that I was at the morgue!

Not only was the parking lot on the ground floor, but the morgue was too.

Moreover, we were at a hospital. No matter how low the temperature in the parking lot was, it was impossible for it to drop to below zero degrees.

Feeling the chill, I regained some of my consciousness. I opened my eyes and shivered a little. Around me, it was all white and cloudy. The bodies that had not been put into the morgue were placed on the morgue slabs, covered in white

cloth.

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being put into

sounds, I was then pushed into a contained

I had allowed me to recognize that I was being put into a

want to cry out for help. However, I could only raise my hand to touch the edge of

surely die. Perhaps, no one would even know about my

knew,

begun to show the most instinctive reactions. Under the freezing temperatures, it started

blood circulation was beginning to slow

It was totally ridiculous.

thought that I would die in

escaped death in Myanway. All those horrific incidents had happened,

have to die in such an