Chapter 2 - Caleb Demands Immediate Medical Assistance Inside The Chapel
The heavy silence of the country chapel shattered into a million jagged pieces as Caleb screamed for someone to help.
“Call an ambulance right now!” he bellowed, his voice echoing off the stained-glass windows and timber rafters.
Several mourners scrambled backward in sheer terror, dropping program pamphlets onto the polished wooden pews.
Martha rushed forward, her hands raised defensively as she tried to pull Caleb away from the lavender satin casket.
“Caleb, stop this madness, you’re grief-stricken and hallucinating!” Martha cried out, her eyes darting nervously toward the exit doors.
“Look at her wrists, Martha! Those rope burns weren’t there when I dressed her yesterday!” Caleb roared, pointing directly at the fresh crimson marks.
The chapel grew unbearably cold as whispers rippled through the stunned crowd of relatives and business associates.
Caleb ignored them all, pressing his trembling fingers against Elena’s throat to search for a faint, elusive pulse.
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For a terrifying second, there was nothing beneath his fingertips except the chill of embalming frost.
Then, faint and steady like the beating of a trapped bird, a sudden thrum hammered against his thumb.
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