(Hide… 0… identity… A-rank prop…. Military's.)
Thanh Van's fingers twitched, the bones rigid like the joints had rusted over. The slender brows knitted as Kruger's gurgling voice echoed in his mind, the man's last words haunting him even in death.
(Schwarzstein… was… prison…)
Thanh Van's spine cracked as it aligned, his body arching off the ground before it flopped lifelessly to the ground.
(The… is… free.)
Thanh Van's eyelids trembled, lashes fluttering as he felt bile climbing up his throat.
(They are…)
Thanh Van's body convulsed violently.
(Here.)
Emerald eyes ripped open as he turned on his side and retched.
Blood and clusters of parasites pooled over the lawn, the long strands of slick white squirming and hissing as the cold air bit into their soft and smooth bodies.
