Peering in from outside the convenience store, she could just see the short hallway in front of the restroom.
Even though she had a sneaking suspicion, Jin Xueli couldn't stop the hairs on her arms from standing on end as she slowly turned her head.
The corpse of the clerk, who was supposed to be dead, took a step out of the restroom and looked around.
Its front face was looking at the wall ahead, but the long, narrow face on the left side of its head locked eyes with Jin Xueli from a distance.
She instinctively started to crawl backward—but stopped the moment her back hit a gas pump.
'A step or two behind me, there's still that woman lying on the ground...'
A dozen or so steps away, the clerk stood in the aisle of the convenience store. Its left face stared at her, unmoving. Suddenly, the corner of its mouth hooked upward, while the rest of its facial muscles sank straight down—as if the corner of its own mouth had pierced through its cheek.
