Chapter 363: Between the Cold of the Dead and Snowflakes

The woman seemed to sense the scrutinizing gaze at the door, and she raised her knife, suddenly turning her head to look. Her breathtakingly fair face was splattered with crimson droplets, and she grinned, revealing teeth whiter than snowflakes.

Her voice was delicate and lingering, much like the melody of ‘The Thirteenth Eye’ she had played that morning.

‘Kelvin, you’re back. Come, take a look at my new creation.’

With that, her blood-stained hands lifted her skirt on one side, while the other held a blood-stained blade, and she walked towards him, her slender feet stepping on the ground covered in spilled paint and gruesome bloodstains.

The little boy was drenched in cold sweat, and his small hand instinctively gripped the door frame as he attempted to flee, but his feet felt as heavy as mercury.

Was she going to kill him, just like she had killed that person?

In his haste to turn around, he accidentally bumped into the wall and blacked out.

Kelvin woke up once again, abruptly awakened by the cold. He slowly opened his eyes to a blinding whiteness; the snow had lessened since yesterday.

It floated down.

Suddenly, an icy hand covered his cheek. The woman was dressed in a long white pearl chiffon dress, her raven hair cascading down her back, blending with the silvery world around her.

She looked as stunning as a sacred goddess emerging from the ice and snow, captivating anyone who beheld her.

‘Mom… Mommy, did you…’

but the woman’s gaze, shimmering and mysterious, made him feel a chill down his spine. She seemed even gentler than usual. ‘Kelvin, can you do Mommy

‘W-What?’

Kelvin couldn’t help

striking contrast. Then, she smeared her own blood bit by bit onto the little

a round object rolling down onto the snowy ground – a skull dyed deep blue, its teeth stained red. Those empty eye sockets stared right at

do this, I’m

‘Mommy!’

cooperation, the woman raised her hand and delivered a sharp

and the woman’s sharp nails dug into his skin as she spoke with an icy tone, ‘You don’t even want me to become the greatest artist in the whole world, do you?’ ‘No, Mommy… It’s not like that. I’m so cold. Please let me put on some clothes,’ Kelvin stuttered, shivering as he

sinister, and she produced two

snowy-white tablecloth like a sacrificial

‘Hell! When the hell suddenly changes, and the ghosts howl in the night, how could

that mother and child zombies feast on

laughed

two empty eyes stared fixedly ahead, tears of terror streaming down her face. She was dressed in a red floral silk dress that Gracie had

a chair by the table and picked up Kelvin, stuffing him into the cold embrace of the

Help!

hate you! Gracie,

Save me, save

elementary school.

mansion seemed as if they hadn’t

woman, in particular, paid no

too noisy. She grabbed some fresh organs from the plate and

crimson blood ‘drip-dropped’ onto the snow beneath his feet, staining

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