Xie Liu wept pitifully, but it seemed to elicit no sympathy from Greenleaf and the others.
Wu Ling continued questioning her calmly. "And then?"
Xie Liu turned her tear-streaked face toward Wu Ling and demanded angrily, "Then I died! I died! What do you mean, 'and then'?! I'm already dead! I died..."
Overcome with grief, she burst into loud sobs.
Ye Qing interrupted her crying. "Your soul is still here. If you want to die for good, I can help you right now."
Xie Liu seemed to choke on her words. She turned toward Ye Qing in terror.
"Go on. What happened after you died?" Ye Qing asked.
Xie Liu shrank back. "I don't know... I, I knew I was dead. When I came to my senses again, I saw a man... I didn't know him. He looked... He looked very, very strange... I mean, his clothes weren't like ours. They were kind of like the clothes people wear in TV dramas, in historical dramas, but not quite the same. He was... He was cutting something... He..."
Tears welled up in Xie Liu's eyes again. "He was cutting me... I didn't realize what he was doing at first. I was scared, and then he took out my head... He opened my head, opened my skull..."
"Was he the one who dismembered you and put you in the freezer?" Ye Qing asked.
Xie Liu nodded faintly.
"Did he say anything to you?" Wu Ling asked.
Xie Liu shook her head. "I was so scared I wanted to run, but the door was closed. After he cut me up... he went out... When he came toward me, I was scared half to death. But he just opened the door... then stepped over me, right over my head... I sat on the floor