Billy Jean's attack missed its mark, and she was taken aback when the ghost corpse suddenly leaped out to save Albert.

  The ghost corpse had just scurried in and then vanished in a flash, as if it was spooked by something.

  No matter how much she called out to it, it stayed hidden.

  But now, it had popped up on its own to rescue Albert.

  Putting two and two together, Billy Jean thought she had a hunch.

  Could it be that she was...

  “Kelly.”

  Albert's words confirmed her suspicion.

  Albert stared at the blood-red monster, its human skin stripped away in agony.

  His face was as white as a sheet, and his voice quivered.

  “Kelly, you're my Kelly. I'd know you anywhere.”

  “Kelly.”

  He reached out a trembling hand to touch its face, but the ghost corpse snapped at his hand, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

  Albert didn't seem to feel a thing.

  He gazed tenderly at the ghost corpse, its jaws clamped tight on his hand.

  “Kelly, it's okay. It doesn't hurt.”

  “Wuwuwu...”

  The ghost corpse let out a sound that was half-laugh, half-cry, but this time, it was filled with an overwhelming sadness.

  The ghost corpse had saved him, yet it had also torn a chunk of flesh from his hand.

  You could tell just how much hatred it held.

  The gash on Albert's arm was so deep that the bone was showing, and the blood just kept flowing.

  Strangely, even though he was the one bleeding, he kept blubbering and apologizing to the ghost corpse.

  “Kelly, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry...”

  The ghost corpse squeezed its eyes shut in pain, its body trembling ever so slightly, and its cries grew even more mournful and eerie.

  “Wuwuwu...”

  Any normal person who heard that would probably have nightmares for a week straight.

  Billy Jean couldn't help but rub at the goosebumps that had popped up on her arms.

  Just then, the ghost corpse fell silent, and its all-white eyes snapped open, locking onto Kelly, who was now blind without her eyes.

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  Kelly seemed to sense the danger.

  She started crawling away on the floor, her hands and knees scrabbling at the ground.

  She shrieked in terror,

  “Don't come near me! Stay away!”

  The ghost corpse's voice suddenly rose to a scream,

  “Give me back my skin!”

  “Bang bang bang...”

  All the glassware nearby shattered into a million pieces.

  The ghost corpse was seething with rage.

  Kelly's face was a mask of horror.

  She crawled as fast as she could, as if getting out of the villa would save her.

  The ghost corpse moved like lightning, leaving behind a blur.

  With two sickening “clicks" Kelly's legs were twisted at unnatural angles.

  “Ahhh...”

  Kelly let out a scream that sounded like a pig being slaughtered.

  The ghost corpse tore off the beautiful skin from Kelly's body, revealing her wrinkled, ugly face and sagging skin.

  Albert's eyes widened in shock.

  Looking at the hideous old woman writhing on the ground, a wave of nausea washed over him, and he threw up violently.

  Thinking of all the nights they'd spent together, he suddenly let out a scream and gouged out his own eyes with his bare hands.

  “Ahhhhh...”

  The two bloody eyeballs rolled across the floor.

  “Fuck urmom!!“Billy yelped in surprise.

  This guy was one cold-blooded son of a gun.

  The ghost corpse stared at Albert, who had just blinded himself, and let out a furious roar.

  “Ahhhh...”

  Its sharp claws ripped at Kelly's skin like a wild animal, sending bits of flesh and blood flying everywhere.

  The ear-splitting screams went on for a solid hour.

  By now, Kelly had been reduced to a bloody mess, and every bit of skin had been peeled from her body.

  The floor was soaked in blood, and the stench of it filled the air.

  All the pain she had inflicted on others, she was now feeling tenfold.

  Only then did she realize how excruciating it was.

  It hurt so bad she wished she could just drop dead.

  It hurt so much that she regretted ever being born.

  She was now lying in a pool of blood, barely breathing, waiting for death to take her out of her misery.

  Billy Jean watched as the ghost corpse put on its own skin.

  It was a very pretty and cute girl.

  The skin really only looked right on its original owner.

  When Kelly had worn it, it had just looked all kinds of wrong.

  The ghost corpse got its skin back and returned to its former beautiful self.

  It walked over to Albert, crouched down, and hugged him.

  The familiar scent hit Albert, and his body shook like a leaf in a hurricane.

  The next second, he shoved the ghost corpse away with all his might.

  “Don't touch me. I'm filthy.”

  “A... Albert.”

  The ghost corpse managed to choke out the name it had been longing to say.

  That one word shattered Albert's defenses completely, and he broke down into a flood of tears.

  “Ahhhh... Why? Why did it have to end up like this? Why...”

  They had been the perfect couple, so in love and happy.

  But now, it was all in ruins.

  All this time, he had thought he was with Kelly, but it had actually been the woman who had hurt her.

  “Ahhhh...”

  The guilt and self-loathing ate away at him until he snapped and went crazy.

  “Bang”

  A gunshot rang out.

  Albert was shot in the head and crumpled to the ground.

  He seemed to know who had pulled the trigger, and there was a hint of relief on his lips.

  Kelly caught Albert's falling body, and the sound she made was no longer that strange laugh-cry.

  It was real, heart-breaking sobbing.

  “Wuwuwu...”

  There was so much grief, so much sorrow.

  Tears of blood streamed down from her all-white eyes.

  Finally, she raised the gun to her own head and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

  “Bang...”

  After the gunshot, Kelly and Albert lay there side by side, like a pair of lovebirds.

  They would now sleep for eternity in this apocalyptic world.

  Billy Jean stared at the two lifeless bodies, speechless for a long time.

  After a while, she said,

  “Michael .”

  “Yeah, I'm here.”

  “You said, if... just now... that soul-sucking superpower... had worked on me, would our... fate be... like theirs?”

  “No.”

  Michael Joke didn't even hesitate.

  Billy Jean curled her lips, skeptical.

  “You got caught yourself... Where do you get the... confidence?”

  “Billy , I'm not him. I wouldn't mix up my girl. I was wide awake when that woman came at me. Even if you hadn't stepped in, I would've done something.”

  “And you're not her. You wouldn't have the guts to face it if you saw your lover with someone else. You'd just be a scaredy-cat, hiding and spying.”

  “So, Billy , we're nothing like them.”

  “Okay.”

  Billy Jean's lips twitched into a small smile.