Through that twisted face of flesh, Lassitina felt a vague sense of familiarity and uttered half a word with a trembling voice.
"Anjie…?"
Upon hearing this name, the monster visibly reacted, its upward-curving mouth splitting even wider.
Seeing that the monster in front of her was indeed Anjie, Lassitina's heart was a mix of fear and excitement. She struggled to sit up, as if grasping at a lifeline, looking at the monster approaching her step by step, she spoke in a pleading tone.
"Anjie! It's me! Lassitina… Don't you recognize me? What… happened to you?"
What happened to you…
The monster, which was at first somewhat calm, suddenly had its already distorted face become even more twisted upon hearing these words.
"Why… did it become… like this…"
A broken, intermittent voice came from its bloated throat, just like a demon from Hell, staring at the face of the "friend" whose complexion had drained of all color.
"Wasn't it… you… who turned me into this?"
