Revenge After Death ( Michael Ford ) novel Chapter 397

"Are you okay?"

Joel's yell rang out.

The man came to check on me while I was in a daze, only to be slammed against a wall. The impact seemed pretty heavy.

He stared at me in confusion for a bit before opening his mouth to speak.

"My goodness… Steven wasn't blind after all… You're definitely Stephanie…"

I furrowed my brows. The pain on my head felt like it was about to split my entire body into pieces.

"Doesn't it feel uncomfortable to come back to life?" I asked in a raspy voice.

That question confused me.

Who was I asking?

Myself? Or someone else?

Currently being pressed against the wall, Joel's body froze before he started yelling, "That hurts, that hurts. Let go…"

At the side, Rachel stared at me in shock. Zion and Eason also regained their senses and stepped forward to pry my hands away.

"That was… quite professional," Eason said dazedly.

Wasn't that the hold they learned during training?

Pressing someone against the wall with their arms twisted made it possible to maximize the impact dealt even if there was a huge disparity in strength.

Rachel also drew a deep breath and tried to ease the awkwardness.

"Stephie probably didn't realize what she was doing," she said. She was struggling when she was unconscious earlier, maybe… she had a nightmare."

I sharply let go of Joel and took a step back without saying anything.

The man rolled his shoulders in pain and stared at me quizzically.

I lowered my head and turned to look around. I felt oddly… foreign.

"Stephie?" Rachel noticed something off about me and softly called my name.

My hand seemed to reach for her throat instinctively, as if I didn't want anyone around me.

Her body stiffened as she looked at me anxiously.

Eason rushed forward and tucked her behind him.

"Did the fall make you mad?" He looked at me cautiously.

I froze before looking down at my own hands. A wave of panic and helplessness washed over me.

"It's not me… it's not me…"