Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 48

It was a visceral reaction to the utmost sorrow and fear, not because the scene was

particularly grotesque.

In the dim cellar, there stood a life–sized glass case, illuminated from beneath, reminiscent of an artifact on display in a museum.

Within the glass, the sight was chilling: myself, hung with countless IV bags like a marionette. eyes gouged out and covered with a crimson blindfold.

My skin was pale and bloodless, and I wore only a scarlet slip dress with my feet nailed to the display stand.

The police and paramedics gingerly lifted the glass cover, and everyone gasped at the sight of

1. me.

For a moment, my body seemed like a macabre work of art, exhibited there.

Dexter stood frozen, his gaze jumping erratically, eyes brimming with horror and confusion.

I didn’t know what was going through his mind. Even I couldn’t bear to look any longer.

her fingernails and embedded crystals, her earrings too, crystals… Everything on Phoebe, everything that was placed is valuable, even

breathing is faint,” the doctor shouted,

turned in shock to the doctor. A pulse?

I not

drugs. These are nutrients to maintain basic bodily

of control. “Save her, please. Robin,

She didn’t know who

killer is insane. The victim can only be positioned like this. If moved…” the doctor

her,” Stella cried

stood numbly, slowly

that moment, I understood why my soul hadn’t vanished with my body. Because

stood still and it was a long while hofore he said those two

Chapter 48

Save her.

ironic

legs numbly moving forward, as if trying to confirm that the person displayed in

voice,

was shaking, looking down, unable to lift his gaze after