The two men in the isolation room could not take it anymore and shouted, "I can't do this anymore! It hurts too much! Let me go!"
"Hang in there. Don't let his will dictate your life. Think of your parents, your children, your wives. They're waiting for you to come home..." Director Lei pressed the talk button and spoke into the microphone.
Hearing Director Lei's words, the two victims found renewed motivation.
Both men had established careers and happy families. They did not want to leave that happiness behind.
To fight the shadows, they gritted their teeth and held on.
Sweat poured out, soaking them from head to toe.
At the most critical point of the separation, strange, piercing shrieks escaped both men's mouths.
However, the isolation room was well soundproofed. Those outside could barely hear them; the sound came only through the speakers.
The staff had anticipated this and disabled the external audio beforehand, leaving only those with stronger resistance to monitor through headphones.
Watching through the window, Ke Meng could almost feel their pain.
Vaguely, a word came to Ke Meng's mind-childbirth.
Separating the shadows was like giving birth to another life inside one's body, accompanied by indescribable waves of pain.
Ke Meng wondered why they had not given the two men towels to bite down on, so they would not bite through their tongues.
Ke Meng shared his thought with Captain Luo, who glanced at him. "Good point."
That left Ke Meng speechless. Apparently, Captain Luo had not thought of it either.
Captain Luo said sheepishly, "This is only the second Shadow Stream case our Whale City Branch has encountered. Shadow Stream members aren't easy to catch, and we don't have much experience separating shadows."
Before long, someone brought two tightly twisted towels to the men.
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