C92 sky-dodging soldier

I stared at the corpse and asked coldly, "Who are you?"

The corpse sized me up before saying, "I am you! Aren't you me?"

After that, he fell straight down, falling into the coffin.

I touched my neck. It was cool, as if the sharp nails were still on my neck. I suddenly had a burst of fear. If I didn't answer the question correctly, would my head have fallen off?

All of a sudden