Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 419

Chapter 419

"Phoebe!" Colin's voice roared, trying to reach me, but Finn had him by the legs, dragging him back.

Dragging the axe Bran had left on the floor, I stepped forward, feeling the wooden floorboards under my feet. Somehow, I knew which board was safe, no traps beneath it.

If you looked closely, where the Jenga tower had fallen, that's where the trap was.

Reaching the middle, I looked up at the projector hanging above and, in a fury, smashed it to pieces.

The hologram flickered and blurred, the little girl's image distorting and then vanishing.

But soon, another projector on the right brought her back. "Phoebe, congratulations, you've learned anger."

She was mocking me.

Trying to provoke me.

I shattered projector after projector until I was out of strength, collapsing to the floor.

As the last projector broke, the gruesome holographic head on the floor also faded away.

It wasn't real... it wasn't Stella's head, just an Al-generated illusion.

But I'll admit, they had succeeded in angering me.

I stood up, hacking at the floor, desperately prying at the floorboards with my hands covered in blood, tears dropping to the floor. "Stella..."

"Stella..."

I cried out her name, frantically clawing at the floorboards.

Come out...

Don't die.

pushed past Finn, following the path I had taken.

My tears numbly fell.

barely alive, as

couldn't

you feel despair? Suffocating?" That voice echoed again. "You're human, and

what despair

floorboards, again

around me from behind,

watched helplessly as Stella was swallowed

I couldn't save her.

This was despair.

soon you'll

I'll kill you!" I screamed uncontrollably, looking

I wanted to kill.

to

shook, tears

was filled with memories of

if we can't find anyone else, let's

don't want to marry, I want

great about Dexter, please don't like

"Phoebe, let's go shopping."

Phoebe, my name is Stella, I'm new here too, can we

"Phoebe?"

sobbed in despair, my

silently,

always the one who could sense my