Koul backed away further. He was creeped out by how stagnant she stared at him. Her eyes were wide open and fixated on him like a doll that wasn't even breathing.
I-is she dead?
"R-remi?" He stuttered in a whisper.
Still unmoving, Remi replied in a cold tone that stirred goosebumps all over Koul.
"Oh! You're awake," she said.
Like you haven't been staring at me since I woke up. Why act surprised?
Koul dragged his eyes toward the knife in her hand and she followed.
She lifted the knife when she saw Koul's eyes were on it and she twirled it gently with mastered finesse.
"This… I was planning on peeling you some fruits when you woke up," she smiled.
But there was no warmth beneath the smile. If anything, it tugged more fear inside Koul.
And Koul might've believed her but when his eyes swept through the entire room, no single fruit could be found.
Remi set aside the knife on the bed and rose from the chair. Then she got onto the bed beside Koul.
