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…’

the words ‘kill someone,’ but the woman’s gaze, shimmering and mysterious, made him feel a chill down his spine. She seemed even gentler

‘W-What?’

the woman’s tender yet eerie smile, Kelvin couldn’t help but shiver, but he was already out of

the little boy’s delicate face, his naked body, and his back. The air seemed to be filled with the

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

Please… don’t do this,

‘Mommy!’

his lack of cooperation, the woman raised her hand and delivered a sharp slap,

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

she produced

there on the snowy-white tablecloth like a sacrificial lamb,

‘Hell! When the hell suddenly changes, and

it that mother and child zombies feast on hearts, and

she laughed manically and ran into the

woman who appeared to be around thirty, with a pale complexion. Her two empty eyes stared fixedly ahead, tears of

corpse in a chair by the table and picked

No, please… Help! Help! I

hate you!

Save me,

year of elementary school. Faced with the dead, it was natural for him to be terrified and

people in the mansion seemed

in particular, paid

Kelvin’s little face, finding him too noisy. She grabbed some

‘drip-dropped’ onto the snow beneath his

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