“Don’t scream.” The voice demanded gravely.
Mei slowly turned round, feeling a tremor in the voice and in herself. As soon as the fi gure grew clear in her vision, her eyes turned wide and her body stiff ened. Her hands covered her mouth. She was horrifi ed. At that instant, Mei was a video tape being played in freezeframe.
She hardly recognized anything on the fi gure. He appeared as an old ruin, or rather a corpse, with dirt, blood, bruises, cuts, and stains all over.