Revenge After Death



The laboratory door burst open, and a rush of people flooded in.

"Stephanie!"

"Stephie..."

Was it just my imagination? I could swear I heard Zion's and Rachel's voices.

"Stephie..."

Now it was Steven's and Michael's voices.

"Don't touch her! Back off!" Steven shouted frantically. He held me tightly in his arms, warding off anyone who dared to approach.

The police had surrounded the laboratory, and all the experimental subjects from the pods had been set free.

With Subject Number 63's escape and the Rebels' discovery of the laboratory, it was only a matter of time before the police intervened.

Initially hesitant to alert Nancy and her accomplices, the police's timely arrival was likely due to Steven's concern for my safety.

However, now that this laboratory was exposed, Genome Society would cut all ties with it. That would only make it harder to track them down.

"Steven..." My consciousness fading, I weakly reached out to touch him. "You shouldn't have... come."

He should have stayed back and let the police handle Nancy. They would eventually catch the mastermind. Yet, he chose to come for me, risking exposure to the organization.

"Nothing is more important than you... No one is more important than you..." Steven said frantically, holding me tighter. "Stephie, you'll be fine. I know you will."

"I... love you." As my fingers brushed Steven's face, I lost consciousness completely. My hand fell limp.

I wasn't certain if I had expressed my love clearly or if Steven had heard it at all.

Still, I felt compelled to say it. Otherwise, I might regret not doing so.

"I should've taken her away from you back then! Steven Lincoln, you've been using her as bait to find this place, haven't you? You bastard! Now she's dead because of you!"

Michael's voice erupted with anger after he saw that I had stopped breathing. He lashed out, landing a punch on Steven.

I watched in astonishment as the scene unfolded before me. Though I tried to reach out to Steven, my efforts were in vain.

Once again, I felt the sensation of my soul leaving my body. It was just like Stephanie's near-death experience.

It seemed to confirm the truth that during the moment of death, one's consciousness remained intact, and the soul could detach from the physical body.

"Don't touch her!" Steven fought back, landing a punch of his own against Michael.

If it weren't for Zion and Eason's intervention, they would have come to blows then and there.

Having gone through this before, I remained calmer this time. I quietly observed the chaos, realizing there was nothing I could do to stop it.

"Stop fighting! Stephie's not dead yet!" Rachel intervened angrily as she felt my weak pulse.

"Quick! To the hospital!" Zion said, lifting me off the ground and refusing to let Steven hold me, given his agitated state.

Walking behind Steven, I reached out to hold his hand even though I knew I couldn't touch him. At least, I felt connected.

Michael followed anxiously behind Zion, closely observing my condition.

Suddenly, Steven halted, glancing sideways in my direction.

My heart raced, wondering if he could somehow see me.

"I know you're there... " Steven whispered softly even though he couldn't see me.

Although souls shouldn't have a heartbeat, his words made my whole body tense with emotion. Warmth slowly spread through my chest and into my body. I felt the urge to cry, but there were no tears.

Leaning gently against Steven's shoulder, I wished we could stay like this forever.

Perhaps I had grown accustomed to this peaceful life. I found myself wishing we could escape to some isolated place that was far away from everything and spend the rest of our days in peace together.

"Steven, Genome Society will never let us off... As long as the leader remains at large, we won't be safe anywhere," I whispered softly as I walked beside Steven.

"When everything is over..." I murmured softly.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.