Chapter 77: You...
"You?" she gasped, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes widening in sheer terror at the sight of the figure stepping into the dimly lit room.
A chill ran down her spine as she instinctively reached for the emergency button beside her bed, her trembling fingers desperate to summon help.
But the moment her hand moved, he saw—his eyes darkened with intent.
In a flash, he lunged forward, crossing the room with terrifying speed.
Before she could react, his hands gripped the pillow beneath her head, yanking it free and pressing it down over her face with brutal force.
She thrashed, her body writhing in a desperate struggle for air. Her nails clawed at his arm in a final, frantic attempt to fight back, raking across his skin and tearing at his sleeve.
For the briefest second, she caught a glimpse of something—a small, sinister snake tattoo coiling around his wrist.
But her strength was failing.
Her movements grew sluggish, her resistance fading as darkness crept in from the edges of her vision. A final, strangled gasp escaped her lips before everything went still.
The moment he saw her body go still, her struggles ceasing beneath his grip, he slowly lifted the pillow from her face, his breath steady despite the chilling finality of what he had just done.
Her lifeless eyes stared blankly at the ceiling, but he didn’t linger.