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Then, he found himself staring into a pair of eyes, brimming with venom and spite.

"You thought you'd shook me off, huh?" The scornful voice echoed and there was no mistaking it - it belonged to his alter ego!

It might've been since Wayne regained his lost memories, but the other him seemed altered, a skeletal figure clad in a mere sheath of skin.

His eye sockets were deeply sunken, his bulging eyes looking ready to pop out at any moment.

It was a shock for Wayne to see him after so long.

And his visage, so grotesquely terrifying, that Wayne went pale and stood frozen on the spot.d2

Penn had just returned to his office from the lab, ready to pen down his observations of Wayne for the day. But then, his phone and computer simultaneously pinged with alerts of Wayne's abnormal heart rate. "Wayne, I am you. How could you possibly think you'd get rid of me?" The voice, raspy and bitter, continued to haunt Wayne's ears, "The day I vanished was the day we'd finally merge into one! You remember everything now, you should remember what you once were!"

"I can change! I have changed! I won't hurt her again!" Wayne's voice was strained, each word bitten off sharply.

Penn flicked on the ward's surveillance, only to hear Wayne talking to thin air.

He slapped his forehead and donned his mask of anguish. How was this happening?

"Change?" The scornful voice cackled in derision, as if it was the punchline of a grand joke.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

"You think that now because we haven't fully merged yet, but soon..." The withered hand reached out towards Wayne.

"Get away!" Quickly, Wayne dodged, tumbling off the hospital bed.

The piercing laughter filled the ward.

Feeding off Wayne's fear, the other him seemed to swell, gaining a semblance of vigor, "I look forward to the day we become one. Then, I'll reclaim my body, embrace my true nature, and do as I please with everyone."

The door to the ward swung open. The on-call nurse, hearing the commotion, hurried in to check, "Mr. Silverman..."

"Get out!" Wayne's gaze was dark and foreboding.

The nurse paused. Since Wayne's arrival, at worst he had been unresponsive, never revealing such a frightening demeanor. The nurse stepped back and hit the emergency button.

Once again, Wayne was given a sedative.

Under its influence, he sank into a deep slumber.

Yet his brows were furrowed, the monitor showed his brainwaves in disarray, a clear sign of a nightmare.

Penn, sporting dark circles and disheveled hair, paced back and forth.

Piecing together the sudden turn of events from Wayne's brief outburst, he pondered deeply.

After a moment, he checked the time.

Making sure Rosalynn was not in her resting hours across the ocean, he dialed her number.

The phone was quickly picked up.

"It's so early... wait, so late? What's the matter?" Rosalynn's voice came through.

Penn heard the sound of a little girl whining sweetly beside Rosalynn.