When my eyes met his, I felt electricity surge through me, and my neck went numb.
My gaze slid downward. My vision tilted, as if my head had fallen off my neck.
I saw my own body. I saw Cheng Xinxin's corpse lying on the floor.
With a jolt, I came to and leaped to my feet.
Sweat dripped straight onto the floor.
I touched my neck.
Nothing wrong...
It was an illusion.
That sensation had been an illusion.
But it had felt so real. It was as if my head had actually been severed in that instant.
My head sliding off my neck...
I couldn't help thinking of my earlier dream, the monster's head, and the people who had died during the Giant Elk livestream...
My heart suddenly clenched.
It seemed like all my recent dreams had something to do with decapitation?
I furrowed my brow.
Was there some connection?
I didn't dare naively assume it was a coincidence.
Heaven was "dead," but the inertia of fate should still exist. Greenleaf's people had made preparations for this long ago, too. It wouldn't be surprising if these events were connected.
I sat down and sorted through the dreams I'd had.
If there was a connection, there could only be one explanation:
The ghost who had chopped off the monster's head was the mastermind behind the livestream incidents. And during his fight with the monster, he might have passed through an entrance to another dimension and arrived in the real world, where he'd sought out the female ghost at the Affiliated High School of Science and Technology.
Perhaps the people from Greenleaf couldn't destroy the female ghost not because her parents had done something when they buried her, but because she'd found herself a powerful protector: the ghost from the future.