The Pinnacle Of Life

Alex was completely surprised. He had just rushed over to prevent that figure hidden on the tree from possessing Shirley, but the environment he saw turned out to be an ancient American styled courtyard.

Where was Shirley Hancock?

Where was that black figure?

“Mommy. Mommy, get tip. Wake up. Don’t sleep anymore…”

“Mommy, you’re bleeding. So much blood…”

A child-like voice rang in Alex’s ears.

The voice came from the interior of the courtyard. It sounded like a little girl, her voice carrying a crying tone, fear, and a bit of something else.

Alex went over, only to be astonished.

In the courtyard’s room, he saw a young lady lying in a pool of blood. A large amount was still flowing from her chest, and there was a deep wound on her neck. Blood was all over her body and the ground.

A little girl, around three, kneeled on the ground and shook the lady while crying and trembling. She was probably still oblivious to what death was but seemed to have understood something from that extremely desperate and fearful voice.

childhood version of…

Alex was stunned.

Shirley a little. Hence, this was really her dream world, a disheartenment

on the ground was her biological

is her

is her

black figure? Where’s it

over to find the black

it hidden somewhere, or had

shaking her mother. Alex stood in front of her, btit the little

“Mommy, wake up!

terrified! Dad isn’t

voice aroused Alex’s sense of compassion. If this was something that had really happened in the past, Shirley must have gone through hell. He reached out and gently stroked her head,

not real. He was just

moment, the lady on the ground opened her mouth slightly and, surprisingly, woke up. She said with a smile, “Shirley, come here! Come a little

Alex froze.

had to be fake,

spewing blood all over the floor, yet

she be an

That’s great!” The little girl was pleasantly