Chapter 286: Posthumous Work (5)
Everly’s suspicion was quickly confirmed.
She hadn’t walked very far along the debris-strewn road before a collapsed building came into view.
A young woman knelt before the ruins, cradling a blood-soaked swaddled infant in her arms. Her head was bowed as she wept in grief.
In a deserted city, suddenly spotting another person was terrifying.
Everly froze mid-step. She immediately slipped behind a nearby car, using its frame as cover while cautiously observing the crying mother holding the baby.
The woman looked exactly like the central figure from Shelly’s painting Scar.
It wasn’t just her face. Her expression, clothing, the swaddled infant in her arms, and even the ruined building behind her all matched the painting perfectly. From the right angle, the entire scene overlapped almost exactly with Shelly’s artwork.
If that was the case, then there was a ninety-percent chance she had fallen into one of Shelly’s paintings.
The next question was: How was she supposed to get out?