Revenge After Death (Michael and Stephanie) novel Chapter 397

"Are you okay?"

Joel's yell rang out.

The man came to check on me while I was in a daze, only to be slammed against a wall. The impact seemed pretty heavy.

He stared at me in confusion for a bit before opening his mouth to speak.

"My goodness… Steven wasn't blind after all… You're definitely Stephanie…"

I furrowed my brows. The pain on my head felt like it was about to split my entire body into pieces.

"Doesn't it feel uncomfortable to come back to life?" I asked in a raspy voice.

That question confused me.

Who was I asking?

Myself? Or someone else?

Currently being pressed against the wall, Joel's body froze before he started yelling, "That hurts, that hurts. Let go…"

At the side, Rachel stared at me in shock. Zion and Eason also regained their senses and stepped forward to pry my hands away.

"That was… quite professional," Eason said dazedly.

Wasn't that the hold they learned during training?

Pressing someone against the wall with their arms twisted made it possible to maximize the impact dealt even if there was a huge disparity in strength.

Rachel also drew a deep breath and tried to ease the awkwardness.

"Stephie probably didn't realize what she was doing," she said. She was struggling when she was unconscious earlier, maybe… she had a nightmare."

I sharply let go of Joel and took a step back without saying anything.

The man rolled his shoulders in pain and stared at me quizzically.

I lowered my head and turned to look around. I felt oddly… foreign.

"Stephie?" Rachel noticed something off about me and softly called my name.

My hand seemed to reach for her throat instinctively, as if I didn't want anyone around me.

Her body stiffened as she looked at me anxiously.

Eason rushed forward and tucked her behind him.

"Did the fall make you mad?" He looked at me cautiously.

I froze before looking down at my own hands. A wave of panic and helplessness washed over me.

"It's not me… it's not me…"

A thick smell of blood immediately wafted through the new gap in the wall.

Everyone tensed.

Outside, upon hearing the commotion, Howard and his group of people also ran over, terrified that they'd be left behind.

"Be careful, there should be something inside…" Eason followed closely behind Joel, clinging onto the edge of his shirt out of fear.

The latter shot him a look of contempt. "Don't cling onto me."

Eason froze before wiping his hands and rolling his eyes. "You think I want to?"

"Stay away from me, or I'll chop you up." Joel pointed the ax at him and asked him to stay further away.

He took a few steps back and cautiously looked behind the wall.

There was a dim light on the other side, and a floor filled with blood and bodies.

Not human bodies… animals.

"Dogs…" he pulled Joel aside. As a police officer, he entered first. Joel was still a teenager after all.

I stood glued to the ground. My feet didn't obey me.

"Stephie?" Rachel called.