Under their horrified gazes, I whirled around and hurled myself through the window.
The wind roared in my ears, and piercing shrieks erupted behind me as someone screamed, "Nina, stop."
As I plunged downward, I braced myself for agony, but instead of bone-shattering pain, I tumbled into a hazy, formless abyss.
The system's icy voice droned in my ears and said, "You left too soon. Your soul is stuck here for half a day to complete the transfer."
I nodded numbly, yet my spirit drifted helplessly toward the hospital despite my agreement.
Inside the sterile white room, four figures clustered around my broken body, and this time their eyes overflowed with raw guilt and remorse.
Ruth's lips quivered uncontrollably, and her tears splashed onto the tiles as she said, "Nina, I was wrong."
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