Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace (Dexter and Phoebe) novel Chapter 485

"Subject 77, seems like you're not too fond of the rules around here." He was the kind that held grudges, alright.

I stared at the doctor, my expression chilly, silent. In this place, I wasn't even deemed worthy of a name.

"You should appreciate the order I've established here," the doctor said, lifting his hand to point towards a nearby isolation unit. The staff unlocked it, releasing one of the subjects.

She was strikingly beautiful.

But she moved like she was empty inside, a shell of a person, walking up to the doctor.

"Kneel," said the doctor, his voice deep, as if he was trying to assert his dominance in this confined world.

Without hesitation, the subject knelt before him.

He smirked at me, a mix of boastfulness and warning in his gesture, as if to say I'd better comply just as obediently, be his puppet...

"You're disgusting," I laughed. "People like you probably sit at the bottom of the barrel in the real world, huh? Can't get your way outside, so you seek your thrills in a lab. You know what that makes you? Trash."

My taunt angered him. His face turned cold as he pressed a button on the outside of the isolation unit, his smirk twisting. "I'll show you who's in charge here."

Suddenly, ice-cold water poured down from above, drenching me completely.

Then, he cranked up the air conditioning...

I shivered uncontrollably, my anger pounding against the walls, but it was futile.

One of the staff members looked nervous. "Dr. Emily, she's... specially marked by our superiors for care. If anything happens to her, we'll have a hard time explaining..."

My body temperature plummeted, my limbs stiffening as I collapsed, skin burning with a sensation as if I was engulfed in flames.

As hypothermia set in, the cold was replaced by a burning heat, as though I was being consumed by fire.

The devil outside just watched, smiling, waiting for me to beg for mercy.

"Keep an eye on her temperature. As long as she doesn't die, let her freeze. When she learns to beg... turn off the AC," Dr. Emily instructed, his voice grave.

"Colin..." It must've been the delirium setting in, my mind replaying the moments I yearned to see the most.

Colin...

I can't die.

I can't leave him behind again. I just can't!

"Beep beep beep!" Suddenly, an alarm blared, signaling my heart rate going erratic.