Chapter 238

The figure was forced to face the ceiling like a pretty but soulless sculpture. A dense network of carbon dioxide laser beams surrounded the metal bed, capable of slicing through anything they touched in an instant. The shimmering, pale-blue fishtail was covered in scars left by those merciless cuts. He lay there in eerie stillness, so calm it was as if he were dead. Slender tubes extended from his long, graceful neck, siphoning away his gold-tinged crimson blood. The steady loss of blood drained the color from his skin, leaving it deathly pale and fragile like snowflakes that would melt at the slightest touch. Such a harmless and lovely creature had nearly driven half of the employees crazy just two hours ago. With the help of the therapist, he received a huge dose of sedatives and irritant gas. Only then did he wake up. If he continued to be left unchecked, the consequences would be unimaginable. Dressed in protective suits three times heavier than usual, the elite security p