Chapter 3 New Identity: Abigail Turner
Confusedly, she laid on the ground and began to look at every part of herself in the dark. Although it was dark in the woods, her eyes adapted quickly. With the previous special training, she found it easy to see through darkness as nighttime.
"What... What happened..." Glyn murmured painfully.
Now, even her voice stunned her.
It was not her body, nor her voice.
She wanted to concentrate and think about what was going on, but as soon as she focused, her brain hurt.
The damn concussion.
She simply laid here and had a good rest, and at that moment, something suddenly came into her mind.
Some memories that didn't belong to her were like a mess in her mind.
Her brain was originally not working very well now, so at the moment she laid down, she fainted.
After about half an hour, her bright eyes opened again.
And the memory that just filled up in her mind fused with her own memory when she fainted.
It turned out that she was dead.
But she was born again.
Abigail fell from the stairs and died. Thinking of this, she couldn't help laughing in her heart.
She suddenly started to imagine how Bianca would look if she saw her alive.
Abigail immediately got up from the ground. Since she had lived again, she naturally wanted to stay safe. She was badly hurt. If she didn't go to the hospital as soon as possible, she would be disabled if she didn't die.
The wind in the woods was a little chilly, and she trembled unconsciously.
Cold? How long had it been since she felt the coldness last time? In the endworld, global warming had lasted for hundreds of years. She had forgotten how coldness felt like, not to mention the temperature of the four seasons.
Peace and prosperity, beautiful environment... How nice!
After taking a deep breath, she immediately began to deal with her wounds.
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