Chapter 261

Her heart was pounding like crazy. Just a second ago she’d been lounging on the couch, zoning out to some variety show on TV, filled with fake laughs and over-the-top games. But now, it felt like someone had dumped a freezing bucket of water over her head. Right there on the rug, it looked like a creepy urn had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Claire Richards sat there, completely stunned for a full minute. Then she sucked in a shaky breath, crawled over to pick up her phone. Her hands trembled as she unlocked the dark screen, heart beating so hard it echoed in her throat. The image was just as terrifying as before. Four severed heads lined up like props in a mushroom-growing bed. Covered in blood. All four. She’d tapped it open without any heads-up, and those heads had jumped straight into her face. Her soul almost flew out of her body. She didn’t consider herself weak, but this? Even with mental prep, seeing those faces again still made a cold chill race down her back. Their eyes we