Until the moment they could no longer avoid facing what came next.
"I think we should call for the guards to come over for the body..." Tank suggested looking at Lin Shuyin's rigid body, it was best if they took the body away to the mortuary.
Before they could come to a decision, Shuyin's body suddenly jerked in Tank's arms like a fish struck by lightning.
Tank's instincts kicked in before her brain could process what was happening.
She shoved the corpse away, because it had been a corpse, she was certain of it, and scrambled backward until her spine hit the concrete wall.
"什么鬼?! (Shénme guǐ?!) What the fuck?!"
The body convulsed again, her back arching off the floor in a way that looked painful, and impossible. Limbs went rigid and then....
A gasp sounded...
Not the weak, dying rattle they'd heard before. This was violent, forceful, the sound of someone drowning finally breaking the surface. Air rushing into lungs that had been empty.
