#Chapter 66: Perfect Night

It was the body of a servant. The blood was flowing from his mouth, permeating through the snow in ribbons. It reminded me of a lizard with its extended tongue. The blood trail was very long, like it launched from his mouth in projectile form.

I had not felt the cold before, but now I felt it in my bones. Despite this, I hurried over to the body, kneeling over him to somehow find a way to help or heal him. I didn’t know how I could even begin to find out the origin of the issue, but I wasn’t going to let him die.

Aldrich grabbed my arm, steering me away from the body. “Cathy, get back inside. He’s already dead.”

I glared at him as I caught my balance. “You don’t know that!”

He sighed before grabbing the man’s arm, pressing his thumb over his wrist. My glare did not falter as I stared at him.

“I do know that,” he said coldly.

“You just had to investigate,” I snapped, eyes starting to brim over with hot tears. They felt burning in the cold.