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.

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

is faint,” the doctor

turned in shock to the doctor. A pulse? Faint breathing?

not dead?

maintain basic bodily functions. Right now, the victim is in a comatose state but still shows

and spiraling out of control. “Save her, please. Robin, save her! Doctor… I beg you, save her.”

body trembling as she pleaded. She didn’t know who

victim can only be positioned like this. If moved…” the doctor

please save her,” Stella

stood numbly, slowly closing my

hadn’t vanished with my body. Because I hadn’t truly

still and it was a long

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Save her.

ironic plea.

was ghostly pale, his legs numbly moving forward, as if trying to confirm that the person displayed in the glass case

him,” Dexter said in a hoarse, deep voice, sounding like he was searching for an outlet for

looking down, unable to lift his gaze after confirming it was indeed me