Chapter 8

Third-Person POV: "No, this is impossible…" Silas muttered as he stumbled backward some more. In the next second, he decisively ran toward the body. He tore the white sheet open, making the onlookers gasp in shock. "This isn't Roxanne… It's not… Where could she be?" Silas muttered. He felt like he was about to lose his mind! He searched high and low in the funeral parlor. When he saw a sign pointing to the mortuary, he ran in the indicated direction. "Who's your deceased family member? You need to register before entering the mortuary," one of the staff said, blocking Silas' way. Silas instinctively licked his dry lips and rasped, "Roxanne Keane." As the staff searched the mortuary, Silas' heart leaped into his throat. Roxanne wasn't here… This was just one of her pranks… Silas silently prayed in his heart. But the staff still burst his bubble. Silas was led into the mortuary and finally saw Roxanne's body, which had been laid flat on a metal gurney. Roxanne's skin was blu