Chương 168: TINGED WITH GRIEF

When Hu Lei fell asleep after a long and exciting day, the nightmares came with a frightful intensity. She rarely had dreamless rest. However, this time, it was completely overwhelming with images overlapping and forming a hellish montage.

Her mind drifted from her capture when she was eight years old to her time in Antarctica. The grotesque images of the children who had been with her then but had died combined with those of the deformed experimental subjects in that lab.

And then, she could hear her father calling, calling… He was covered in blood, and his bloodless lips were moving, whispering to her inaudible words. His vacant eyes seemed to pierce through her soul, causing her blood to be completely chilled.

She felt completely trapped, held hostage by the phantoms in her mind. She could not breathe. She was drowning, drowning…

"Xiao Lei, wake up."