Silence.
Absolute silence.
A stillness beyond the bounds of physical understanding.
Abigail could see the girls lunging at her with clawed hands, see the bullet streaking through the air, even see the corners of Gordon's lips curling up.
But there was no sound.
Just like two months ago, before she became Abigail Green and suddenly fainted as Dr. Smith, the world was silent then too.
She saw her assistant and the nurses gesturing wildly at her, but she couldn't hear anything, just felt that the world was very quiet.
As if welcoming the reaper.
In these days of living as Abigail Green, she thought life had given her a second chance, yet also its greatest malice.
But at this moment, Abigail realized that these malices were nothing compared to death.
She wanted to live, more than ever.
She had to live; Teddy needed her.
She had to live; she still hadn't figured out the report in the lab regarding her death.
