Chapter 59

Gideon still crouched down to examine Clarice despite his playful words. Just then, Clarice's eyes snapped open, and a deep male voice that wasn't hers suddenly came from her lips. "Analise Chamber, is it? I'll remember you." "Oh my, still capable of speech?" Gideon responded. He leaned back slightly and took out a thin, sharp knife from nowhere. Then, he sliced into Clarice's chest. As the blade cut through her skin, blood gushed out. "What is this? Looks like a heart substitute," Gideon murmured. He stared at the irregular silver object at the opening of the wound. "Analise, go take a look. I need your vision. I'm sensing something familiar." Analise had been watching from a distance when Echo suddenly spoke. With no other choice, she stepped forward, crouching beside Gideon to examine Clarice's wounded chest. "Ophir." Echo's voice was faint. Analise frowned and asked in her mind, "What is Ophir?" Yet, Echo didn't respond. Analise felt her connection with Echo growing d