“You’re the killer of your wife, Zain.”
David raised his eyebrows slightly as he glanced at the black figure. Its features started changing again, and Zain’s wife appeared from the shadows of anonymity. She had a hole in her chest and bite marks were all over her skin. Saliva ran along her face, and it wasn’t hers.
She gazed at Zain in silence, and he started panting heavily and crying. “No… She saved me… from… drowning… She…”
Mika’il stood up. “Imagination can be scary…”
He looked at Zain’s wife, and her face started twisting, her skin falling down. Everyone screamed and backed off, except for Warda, who stood in front of Zain protectively. David took a step forward and lifted his arm but looked down and closed his eyes. He took a couple of steps back and started walking away.
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