Chapter 12

Once I put my underwear, I looked back at the mirror and examined my wrist just below my palm where I had a fresh purple stain half day ago and now it has turned into dry brown like I had a bruised wrist a week ago, not yesterday. How it's possible? And then I turned my back to examine the ugly wound which will definitely leave a permanent scar, and to my surprise, the wound has faded completely and I can see the faint trace of the scar if I look more closely and I can't even feel any pain. IM.POSSI.BLE!!! He is not a magician, will he? And I recalled the dream as it felt so fucking real. Wait... I was in the basement which is an open area under the control of that monster. That means Heil could have come there and it could have eaten me right there if it wants but why it didn't happen? But someone is there while I was drowning in my sadness. And it can't be a normal human because everyone is afraid of Heil, then who would be there? A hand, yes I remember. A hand placed a cold cl