Aiko Nakamura’s Return

The person wrapped in the blanket let out a pained wail as the blanket was yanked away, revealing Aiko Nakamura in a horrifying state.

Her face had been deliberately cleaned up, but it was still deathly pale, devoid of any trace of blood, and her features were gaunt and haggard.

Ethan Blackwood had seen his fair share of gruesome sights. Still, the moment he laid eyes on Aiko Nakamura, even he was slightly taken aback. She lay trembling on the floor, writhing in pain. Her body convulsed uncontrollably, saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were hollow, reflecting nothing but emptiness.

She barely resembled a human being.

When Ethan had first encountered her, he could still see traces of Lily Anderson's purity in her appearance. But now… she was nothing more than a ghostly apparition.

"What's wrong with her?" Ethan asked in a deep, steady voice.