C224 Laughter Is Gone

A chill crept up my ankle, knowing it was invading my brain. Trembling, I reached out one of my hands, but the skin I touched was freezing cold.

I was very scared, then I felt her weak, almost weak breathing. I didn't say anything, she has already lost one of her souls.

What could he do now? The doctor's cold scalpel couldn't wake her up. If he could wake her up again