Feng Yuhuai completely broke down and turned around to flee.
But just as she turned her neck, she was horrified to find that her body was out of control, involuntarily moving step by step toward the iron bed.
Her hands also seemed to have their own will, mechanically pulling off the buttons of her top.
One piece of clothing after another slipped to the floor, and in horror, Feng Yuhuai watched herself climb onto the iron bed in a twisted and bizarre posture.
She felt the congealed filth and decayed flesh adhering to her smooth back, the sensation sending shivers throughout her body, goosebumps instantly covering her skin.
Only when her body lay completely flat, motionless, did Feng Yuhuai vaguely see several transparent threads.
These threads had silently wrapped around her limbs at an unknown time, as if an invisible hand was manipulating her, turning her into a marionette at its whim.
