Through the plexiglass, the sand kicked up by "Number One" with its hind legs wouldn't land on Lin Xi. Even so, Lin Xi was still startled. After all, Dr. Ando's notes didn't mention this. And on Earth, any insect... is just an insect. But this highly intelligent alien insect, the Star Butterfly, would throw a tantrum when it was unhappy.
"Hey—that's impolite!"
Lin Xi bent down and knocked on the glass, tapping harder than before to show his firmness. "Number One" was adorable, yes, Lin Xi couldn't deny that, but he had no intention of indulging the little guy's mischievous behavior. However, no matter what he thought… even Lin Xi himself didn't notice that when he spoke to "Number One" again, his tone had become much gentler.
"Whoosh—"
"Number One" responded to him even more directly—it forcefully flung some more sand at Lin Xi.
Lin Xi: "..."
He looked at "Number One" with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. This was the first time Lin Xi had ever seen such vivid and obvious emotions in an insect. Perhaps because of this, he found it difficult to even feel angry when he saw "Number One" throwing a tantrum.
"Never mind..." he muttered to himself, then looked at "Number One" again, "Anyway, thank you for the gift."
He softened his voice and added a comment to the huffing little bug.
Hearing his slightly conciliatory response, "Number One's" tentacles twitched slightly above its head. For a moment, Lin Xi even thought that "Number One" intended to make peace with him and once again beg for his caresses, but "Number One" froze instantly when it met his gaze. Then, it coldly turned its head away from Lin Xi and charged aggressively towards the Sunu wood that couldn't conceal its enormous size, hiding itself.
Clearly, it doesn't intend to "forgive" Lin Xi just like that.
"All right."
Lin Xi watched its angry back and sighed with a slight headache. However, the next second, he couldn't help but cover his face with his hand and then revealed a smile behind his palm (he dared not laugh directly in front of "Number One"; he had a premonition that his smile would probably make "Number One" even angrier).
"Number One" probably could never hide its emotions, Lin Xi thought, staring at its wings peeking out from behind the Sunu sandalwood. Those beautiful, large wings now looked quite intimidating. The spots adorning the wings were flashing frantically, the inside of the round spots displaying extremely aggressive red and black. However, every few seconds, those spots would change to gentle blue and green. The two different colors kept switching, perfectly exposing "Number One's" complex thoughts to Lin Xi's eyes.
Lin Xi sighed. He didn't want to continue the standoff with the little bug, as it wouldn't solve anything. So he walked to the other side of the room, opened his personal terminal, and started calling Oni from the animal lab.
The other party answered his call very quickly.
What puzzled Lin Xi a little was that Unnie seemed flustered as soon as he saw her, even stuttering when he spoke to her. But Lin Xi clearly remembered that the last time they met, Unnie had been nagging him about this and that; this guy wasn't the kind of researcher who couldn't even speak clearly…
Lin Xi pretended to know nothing and talked to Unnie, but Unnie seemed unable to look Lin Xi in the eye.
Did I offend Unnie without my knowledge?
Lin Xi frowned inwardly, but on the surface, their conversation remained calm and friendly.
"I don't want to cause you too much trouble, but I'm sorry, I still want to confirm if the large insect culture tank I need has been found in the warehouse. For God's sake, I really need that thing."
Otherwise, my room might very well become a pile of metal sheets and foam boards that lack bolt connections and collapse under the "help" of some little bug that likes to escape.
Lin Xi swallowed the joke silently, because his peripheral vision caught sight of the petri dish in the corner of the wall.
Just minutes ago, "Number One" had been furious, but somehow it had reappeared from behind the Sunu wood. Its antennae trembled cautiously on its head, and its eyes were fixed on Lin Xi's direction. There was no doubt that this little insect was carefully listening to his conversation with Oni.
Lin Xi even had a strange illusion that "Number One" was still carefully examining the projection of Oni in the communication.
On the other end of the communication terminal, after hearing Lin Xi's question, Oni seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
“Good heavens, you mean that…” he muttered softly, his shoulders relaxing, “Everything is ready, the culture tanks are set up, and I was just about to contact you.”
(You don't look like someone who wants to contact me.)
Lin Xi thought to herself, "This is what I'm thinking."
"...I'll have someone transport that insect breeding tank over right away, and it'll be placed in your greenhouse, right?"
"Unnie said."
"Of course, I think that's the only place in the entire spaceship that can accommodate the Star Butterfly's breeding tank."
Lin Xi said calmly.
Having received a satisfactory answer, Lin Xi had no intention of delving into why Unnie was being so evasive. Lin Xi had never liked to overthink things; after all, he already had enough trouble in his life.
Upon hearing Oni's assurance that the large insect breeding tanks would be installed in his greenhouse that afternoon, Lin Xi abruptly ended the conversation.
Just then, he heard a very faint rustling sound behind him, which must have been the sound of "Number One" moving quickly. When Lin Xi turned around, "Number One" had already returned to its previous hiding place, as if it had never crawled out from behind Sunu Xiangmu to eavesdrop on Lin Xi and Oni's conversation.
Its appearance made Lin Xi find it a little funny.
"You'll soon have a new home, which is something to celebrate. Don't be angry anymore."
He spoke enthusiastically to the awkward little bug.
Looking back, Lin Xi felt that he probably shouldn't have said that extra word, since his life had been going against his wishes ever since he landed on this damned planet.
...
After the insect breeding tank was installed, Lin Xi couldn't wait to bring "Number One" to its new home.
This breeding tank was custom-made for many special insects with huge bodies on Sunu Star. It was much larger than Lin Xi had expected. After being placed in the center of Lin Xi's greenhouse, it looked almost like a small glass house.
If Lin Xi wanted, he could even set up a hammock inside and take a good nap, but of course, he didn't have such a strange hobby.
After carefully inspecting the installed insect culture tank, Lin Xi began his exceptionally busy work. He placed a large amount of enrichment material in the tank—shrubs, tufts of grass, and thick, cool sand from Sunu.
After he finally finished setting up, wiping away sweat and panting, the glass tank belonging to "Number One" was quite impressive. The lush Sunu plants stretched their branches and leaves in the cultivation tank, and "Number One" could freely perform its interesting dance in the specially opened space, or it could hide among the branches and leaves to perfectly conceal its body.
And if it wants to rebuild its nest, it no longer needs to worry that overly thin branches will make the nest's foundation unstable and cause it to tip over.
Of course, what satisfied Lin Xi most wasn't just these things—he inspected the ventilation system of the insect breeding tank, as well as its rather professional sealing measures. He was quite satisfied with those facilities because their existence meant that in the future, Lin Xi would no longer have to worry about that little creature with a penchant for escaping running back and forth in and out of the breeding tank, and removing metal parts from some unknown equipment to put in its own nest.
Even Number One itself seemed quite satisfied with the new home Lin Xi had prepared for it at the beginning—Lin Xi didn't notice that while he was busy, Number One was quietly observing his every move from behind that piece of Sunu wood.
However, when Lin Xi finished her arrangements and carefully coaxed "Number One" to move its nest, for some reason that humans could not understand, "Number One" stubbornly ignored Lin Xi... probably to show this human its anger.
However, its stubbornness only lasted for a short time. After entering the new culture tank, perhaps out of its nature, "Number One" couldn't wait to dance in the more spacious environment for a while.
Lin Xi brought over its previous nest and tied it, along with the thin piece of Sunu wood, to the bush in the cultivation tank. Then, he took out the previous collection of "Number One" from his pocket and, under the watchful eyes of those beady ruby eyes, placed the metal parts one by one into its nest.
Of course, in the end, Lin Xi added some new little things to "Number One"—not metal parts, but a cufflink that he had left unused because it was too ornate. It was probably a gift from a friend a long time ago, and because it didn't suit Lin Xi's aesthetic, it had been carelessly tossed into some corner. Lin Xi didn't even know why he had brought it onto the Sun God, but now it finally had a use.
Upon seeing the cuff, Lin Xi immediately thought that something inlaid with gemstones and sparkling like this would probably appeal to "Number One." Without any hesitation, he took it out and placed it under the Star Butterfly Nest.
Sure enough, as soon as it saw the cuff, "Number One" couldn't help but start flapping its wings and tentacles.
On the surface, it still stubbornly refused to interact with Lin Xi, but its body involuntarily crawled a few steps into the nest.
Then it stopped there and didn't move.
Lin Xi stared at it for a moment before suddenly realizing what was wrong.
He pressed his lips tightly together (to avoid actually laughing) and then took a step back, pretending not to notice "Number One" and its precious nest.
Sure enough, once Lin Xi left for a while, "Number One" quickly darted into the nest. It fluttered its wings, circled the cuff several times, and then rubbed the shiny gem on the cuff with its forelimbs.
Whether it's the constantly swaying tentacles or the rapidly flashing red eyes, it's clear that "Number One" is in a very good mood.
Lin Xi turned his head slightly, observing "Number One's" lively appearance out of the corner of his eye. He finally smiled and stood there quietly watching it for a while.
If things could continue like this, his relationship with "Number One" would probably be restored very soon.
But God didn't seem inclined to let Lin Xi have an easy life as he had hoped—
"Dr. Lin Xi? Do you have time? If so... may I come to see you?"
Someone made a call to Lin Xi and pressed the visit request button.
Lin Xi looked at the person's ID with great surprise.
"mark?"
He recognized the unusually young boy, and a hint of doubt flashed through his mind.
Ever since that time in the medical room when he forcibly killed the two team members who were parasitized by insects in front of them, his originally harmonious relationship with the exploration team has taken a sharp turn for the worse (of course, Lin Xi is certain that Solian's mean and vicious attitude also had a significant impact on those young men). Under such circumstances, it is indeed quite unusual that Mark, as an exploration team member, would take the initiative to come to him.
After a brief hesitation, Lin Xi agreed to Mark's visit.
And that person soon knocked on the greenhouse door, as if he had been waiting for Lin Xi's response all along.
Lin Xi walked out of the culture tank and locked the huge glass box. "Number One" followed him for a short distance before being blocked behind the falling glass curtain wall.
It seemed somewhat incredulous. It flapped its wings heavily and circled in mid-air for a while before landing on the glass, its wings beginning to change colors rapidly again. However, Lin Xi, who had her back to it, did not notice these small actions of "Number One." When Lin Xi returned to the greenhouse with Mark, "Number One" had already darted back into the dense bushes, letting the lush shade conceal its figure.
"Wow, this is your greenhouse. It looks really high-class—"
Mark followed Lin Xi into the greenhouse. He looked preoccupied, and his usual flirtatious and glib manner had turned into dry small talk.
"That's right. If the Sunu plants here can successfully reach Earth, they can be auctioned off directly. Each one of them is priceless."
Lin Xi turned to Mark and said this, then watched with a smile as Mark quickly withdrew his hand from a snake tree.
Lin Xi secretly observed the young boy: Mark, like his colleagues, had lost a lot of weight during this time, and his eyes were marked with distinctive dark circles. But what comforted Lin Xi was that his pupils still retained a human quality, and he seemed... he seemed quite normal.
Lin Xi felt much more relaxed upon discovering that there was even a normal person like Mark among the exploration team members.
The only thing that bothered Lin Xi was the smell of alcohol on Mark. The strong stench of alcohol, which even perfume couldn't mask, clearly told others that he had been drinking before coming to see Lin Xi.
If it weren't for the spaceship malfunction, drinking alone would have been enough to get Mark into trouble; it's a serious violation of the rules.
However, things are different now. With Taran's illness and the increasing time the spaceship has been stranded, especially after that crazy insect attack, the various orders on the ship have been subtly loosened and changed.
Especially considering the immense pressure the exploration team members have been under during this period, most people turn a blind eye to such violations. As long as they don't get completely drunk during the mission, it's not a big deal.
Lin Xi thought about it for a moment, and then felt relieved.
"So, what is it?" he asked Mark directly. "Unless there are special circumstances, I don't think your companions would want to see you come to me."
"Ah, I..."
Mark opened his mouth and stared blankly at Lin Xi. Clearly, the alcohol had made him much more sluggish than usual.
"I just wanted to remind you."
After a long while, Mark finally spoke to Lin Xi as if he had found his tongue.
"remind?"
“Yes, I shouldn’t have come, but I know you’re a good person, you should know that…”
Mark kept muttering incoherently, and Lin Xi could tell that he was still hesitating about what he was going to say next.
"Know what?"
Lin Xi crossed her arms and continued to press for answers as calmly as possible.
“That’s not good news.” Mark’s eyes flickered, and his attitude became increasingly evasive.
Lin Xi raised an eyebrow. Mark's attitude seemed somewhat familiar—ah, right, just this morning when he spoke to Oni, the latter seemed to have the same evasive behavior.
"You can just say it directly. I don't think I'm so fragile that I'd faint at the sound of bad news."
Lin Xi's expression gradually darkened. Recalling the similar strange behavior of his sister before, Lin Xi had a bad feeling. Mark's attitude in front of him made him feel a little irritated.
“It’s about John Bronson’s death.” Finally, Mark said with difficulty to Lin Xi, “I came to you to say… well… anyone with a rational mind, or anyone who saw the scene, knows that it’s something no human being could do. I really don’t understand why anyone would think you did it…” Mark’s voice suddenly stopped halfway through his sentence.
Lin Xi could feel his probing gaze on her face.
Then that incredible feeling flashed across Mark's eyes.
"Wait, you don't know?"
He looked extremely surprised and then asked.
Lin Xi was completely numb at this point.
"Do you mean I didn't know John Bronson was dead, or do you mean someone thinks I killed him?" he asked. "By the way, yes, I didn't know either."
At this point, using "shock" to describe Lin Xi's feelings seems somewhat cliché. But when he learned that the madman who had attacked him with an axe had died overnight in his solitary confinement cell, he still felt an almost surreal sense of absurdity.
He licked his lips and found his tongue was unusually dry.
John Bronson is dead?
You see, he had originally planned to find some time to meet John Brunson; he was eager to have a proper talk with that man.
The words John Brunson shouted when he attacked him might have seemed like nonsensical ravings to Bryce or Elisa, but to him, they were a source of great distress and confusion.
Lin Xi wanted to know more than anyone else why the old man knew the term "Mother of All Insects," and even more so why the latter thought he was that person.
This is really hard to believe. After all, in mythology, the "Mother of Insects" is a goddess, and the fact that she "gave birth to countless offspring" is proof of this.
“The news has spread far and wide…” Mark murmured.
He began to explain to Lin Xi.
“They brought the poor old man his breakfast this morning, and when they opened the door to the solitary confinement cell, everyone was horrified. John died a horrible death, and… now some people think it might be related to you. And, because John kept going on and on among those people, he said you were that… that bug…”
"The mother of all insects".
Lin Xi corrected.
“Ah, right, that one, the ‘Mother of All Insects’,” Mark muttered, frowning. “Some people are prejudiced against you. They think there might be something wrong with you. After all, Liz Chan’s death was strange, and Professor Ando’s madness was… a bit scary. Sorian said that before their accident, you were the only one who visited them. Oh, and right, there was that time when they were attacked by alien insects. Joe and the others were lying in the treatment machine, and everyone thought they were just bitten. Only you were shouting that there were insects in their bodies, but at that time, those insects hadn’t even crawled out of their bodies yet. How did you know that…”
Mark's voice gradually faded under Lin Xi's gaze, and soon, a suffocating silence slowly settled between the two of them.
Although Mark kept trying to emphasize that the exploration team's speculations about him were nonsense, it was clear from his endless stream of questions that he actually believed some of them to some extent.
However, Lin Xi certainly wouldn't blame him for his careless words. After all, Mark looked drunk, and he kept rubbing his temples. For a few seconds, his eyes looked like those of his companions who were starting to act strangely—dark and unfocused.
Lin Xi couldn't help but tense up.
Alcohol, that's all because of the alcohol that Mark is acting so strangely.
The little voice inside him, wanting to escape all of this, was trying to soothe his emotions.
"Ah, yes, I'm sorry!"
After a while, Mark suddenly realized what was happening and raised his voice in a panic.
"I did not mean that--"
"I know."
Lin Xi interrupted him, but he quickly realized that his voice was very cold and hard.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything by it. I was just a little confused. Anyway, thank you for telling me about this."
He said to Mark.
Then he forced a stiff smile at Mark.
"No, you're welcome. I hoped to clarify some things for you, but no one is willing to listen to me, so... I can only remind you that if you encounter those exploration team members during this time, it's best to avoid being alone with them. Nobody knows what they actually heard from those two..."
At the beginning of this conversation, the young man seemed normal, but gradually, his gaze became unfocused.
“I know you, you’re a really good person…you…you smell so good, Doctor…are you wearing some special perfume? This scent is absolutely captivating.”
"mark?"
When Lin Xi snapped out of his thoughts, he realized that Mark was almost pressed against him.
Moreover, the latter's gaze was glazed over, his breathing was heavy, and an abnormal flush rose on his unusually thin face.
"mark!"
Lin Xi was startled. When exactly did Mark get close? Why didn't he make a sound?
"I have never smelled such a wonderful scent before... This scent... Woo... Woo..."
Mark kept muttering the same sentences over and over, and Lin Xi doubted whether he could really hear her scolding him.
He glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye, and thank goodness, the workbench in the greenhouse wasn't far away.
You'd better stay away from me!
Lin Xi yelled at Mark, instinctively trying to back away from this strange man. But Mark displayed an inhuman speed.
Just as Lin Xi was about to step back, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her shoulders forcefully. Not only that, he pressed his entire face against Lin Xi's neck.
“I don’t mean to offend you… but this taste is just… intoxicating…”
Mark's breathing became heavier and more labored, and Lin Xi could even smell the odor emanating from his mouth.
It wasn't just the smell of alcohol.
Instead, hidden beneath the stench of alcohol was another strange, mixed aroma—a strange sweetness and a fishy odor. The smell seemed somewhat familiar to Lin Xi, but upon closer inspection, she couldn't pinpoint the source of this familiarity.
“I’m warning you one last time, Mark, you better fucking get your hands off me.”
Lin Xi's body tensed up, and her voice became exceptionally cold.
He reached behind him; on the workbench lay pruning shears and leftover insecticide. Lin Xi was confident that either one would teach Mark a lesson he wasn't completely done with.
However, just as Lin Xi had prepared for the worst, Mark suddenly cried out in surprise.
He suddenly jumped away from Lin Xi—
"Ouch! Ouch—"
He kept shaking his fingers and then cried out in pain.
An insect that had somehow crawled onto his hand bit him hard, and now most of Mark's palm is swollen.
It's terrible, but also lucky.
After his outburst of pain, Mark seemed to have returned to normal.
"I'm sorry... I'm really sorry... I drank a bit too much today. After all, everyone's been having a tough time lately, and I couldn't control myself. The alcohol was really strong."
After a while, Mark, who had regained his senses, spoke to Lin Xi while gasping for breath.
His apology seemed quite sincere.
Lin Xi kept a certain distance from him and tossed a box of medical foam over from a distance.
"You'd better go see Bryce."
He offered a stiff suggestion, while subtly hinting that they should leave.
“These insects are not poisonous in terms of species... but your hand is swollen too much. I don’t know if it’s because they’ve ingested too much pesticide recently or if they’ve simply mutated during migration.”
"I'm so sorry, Doctor, I didn't mean it, I... I just lost control, you know, I've always been..."
Mark looked at Lin Xi with a pitiful expression, trying to salvage the situation.
"You should go now, Mark."
Lin Xi said to him expressionlessly.
Mark looked utterly defeated. He took an extra step toward Lin Xi, seemingly wanting to say something more.
At that moment, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, frozen in terror.
"What...what is that...?"
He raised his hand, pointing tremblingly behind Lin Xi.
Lin Xi turned around and realized that, without her noticing, "Number One" had already crawled out of the bushes where it was hiding.
At this very moment, it is firmly attached to the curtain wall of the glass channel.
Its wings were fully spread out, hanging there like a tapestry. However, judging from the patterns on its wings, it was probably in a very bad mood at this moment.
Number One's red eyes stared intently at Mark, displaying unusually clear hostility.
Lin Xi frowned as he looked at it, then at Mark. The initial disgust he felt for Mark was now replaced by confusion.
“This is a Star Butterfly,” Lin Xi replied briefly.
Mark seemed terrified of "Number One," but that's precisely why Lin Xi was so confused.
Well, he had to admit that the angry "Number One" was definitely not its best-looking form, but Mark acted as if he had seen some incredibly terrifying monster.
This made Lin Xi even more unhappy.
"The people at the animal lab are too busy, so I'm taking care of it for now. By the way, although it's just a young larva right now, it's probably more valuable than all the plants you can see in this greenhouse combined."
"Yes, really... Oh, right, Star Butterfly, I heard about this. Humans managed to hatch the Sunu people's sacred object."
Lin Xi's attitude probably influenced Mark, as he seemed calmer than before, but his expression was still very unpleasant when he saw "Number One".
“This is amazing…this…it really is amazing.” Mark repeated blankly, “I’ve seen it in the encyclopedia before, but I never imagined that the Star Butterfly would actually look like this in reality…”
“Mark, look at your hand. I really think you should go to the medical room—” Lin Xi pointed at Mark’s hand. The young man’s palm was now completely swollen. His hand looked like a shiny, purplish-red pudding ball with five short sausages stuck in it.
Lin Xike had no patience to continue the discussion with Mark; he still remembered the latter's unusual behavior earlier.
Even if Mark used being drunk as an excuse, just being in the same space as this person was enough to make Lin Xi uncomfortable.
Mark left Linxi's greenhouse in a hurry, leaving behind only a fearful silhouette.
Lin Xi watched his departing figure and couldn't help but frown.
seem……
Something seems off.
He couldn't help but think.
Out of a strange sense of unease, Lin Xi sent Bryce a text message, asking him to check on Mark's health. However, Bryce, who usually replied to messages quickly, didn't respond for a long time this time.
Because Bryce was currently outside John Brunson's confinement room, and the difficult situation he was facing made it difficult for him to notice Lin Xi's message on his personal terminal immediately.
As mentioned before, the confinement cell at the bottom of the spaceship is actually a prison used to temporarily detain certain crew members who have committed serious errors. It is close to the instrument layer, and the pipelines are quite old. Both the air and noise are terrible, and it is rarely visited except by robots and some regular patrol personnel.
However, this place is now much more "lively" than before.
The narrow, dark corridor was almost completely blocked by security personnel and anxious onlookers.
Several members of the management team stood a little distance from the detention room, their faces grim as they surveyed the scene before them, a sense of foreboding already creeping into their hearts.
They had been stranded on this unknown planet for far too long, and the crew's confidence was waning. And just at this time, the Ando couple died in such a horrific manner, and now it was John Bronson's turn, the old man who had already caused a great uproar.
Elisa, wearing a uniform, stood at the very back of the crowd; her face was as pale as paper.
"Actually, I shouldn't have allowed you to come. You heard those rumors..."
She kept her eyes fixed straight ahead, her lips moving slightly as she spoke to the man beside her in a voice almost like lip reading.
Bryce's face remained calm, but he showed no sign of panic. He took out latex gloves from his pocket and put them on.
"Of course I heard those ridiculous rumors... Perhaps prolonged exposure to pressure and confined spaces does lower human intelligence, otherwise such absurd rumors wouldn't have spread. By the way, my role on this ship isn't just Lin Xi's brother; I'm also the medical officer of the Sun God."
Bryce said coldly as he walked through the crowd toward the solitary confinement cell, with Elisa following behind him.
Almost at the moment Bryce appeared, everyone’s eyes fell on his face.
That inquiry and doubt almost materialized, but Bryce remained unmoved.
Soon, Bryce and Elisa arrived at the cell where John Bronson had died.
“You can turn back.”
Bryce glanced into the solitary confinement room, then turned back and whispered to Elisa.
"Come on, I'm not that weak."
Elisa replied.
She also looked into the confinement room, and her already pale face instantly lost even more color.
"My God..."
She murmured.
Neither Bryce nor Elisa were flowers that grew up in a greenhouse.
In fact, if you spend enough time in space (long enough for you to be promoted to the highest medical officer and vice president of the spacecraft), you can't possibly miss seeing all sorts of accident scenes.
To survive in space, a qualified crew member must have exceptionally strong nerves.
However, after seeing John Bronson's solitary confinement cell, Bryce and Elisa both felt their professionalism was challenged.
There was no other reason than that the devastation here far exceeded the sum of all previous accident scenes.
John Bronson's body... no, I should say fragments... almost filled the entire solitary confinement cell.
Blood, bodily secretions, fragments of internal organs, and leftover fingernails and hair were scattered haphazardly across every surface of the room.
What's even more terrifying is that, in addition to the body parts and bloodstains, there are countless obvious scratch marks on the walls, floors, and ceilings.
This means that—
"He was still conscious even as he was being torn apart."
The poor old man suffered all of this while he was conscious.
The thought sent a chill down Bryce's spine.
He carefully tore a piece of meat off the wall with tweezers and examined it closely in the light in a glass dish in his palm.
The details he observed made his expression even worse than before.
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