Girl's Doomsday Rebirth Revenge & Survive novel Chapter 405

**Doomsday Rebirth 405**
**That Psycho Wants Caroline**

He stood once more, the grotesque sight of his body sending chills down their spines. It was as if he were a macabre puppet, stitched together by a web of wires and threads that barely held his shattered form intact. The very air around them seemed to thrum with an eerie energy, a testament to the horror unfolding before their eyes.

“We can’t kill him. Don’t waste your energy,” Caroline warned, her voice steady despite the terror that gripped her heart. The words hung in the air like a dark omen, a truth they all had to accept.

The man, a grotesque doll strung up by the cruel hands of fate, was a sight she had anticipated. Caroline had glimpsed this moment in her visions of the future, where she would eventually harness the orange energy and replicate this psycho’s twisted abilities.

This time, she was certain of one thing: he would not perish.

Fueled by curiosity and a fierce determination, she continued her assault, eager to uncover the true extent of his powers. Tyler, ever the sentinel, wore a cold expression, his eyes narrowing as he took a step back, respecting Caroline’s instincts.

Raven and Snow, fierce protectors, stood poised at the sidelines, their teeth bared in a primal display of defiance against the monster before them. Above, Jet circled like a hawk, his voice piercing the tension with shouts of, “Ugly freak! Monster!”

Miraculously, within mere minutes, the man began to reassemble himself, his form coalescing into something more human. The gruesome wounds that marred his body started to mend, a sight both fascinating and repulsive.

Just as he was nearing full recovery, Caroline lunged forward, her heart racing. With a swift motion, she plunged a syringe into his neck, extracting a precious vial of blood for Nelson’s analysis. The man offered no resistance; he seemed almost apathetic to the violation, as if he were too weak to care about the theft of his essence.

It was clear he was not dead, but the remnants of his strength had all but vanished, leaving him vulnerable and unable to react to the chaos surrounding him.

Moments passed, and gradually, the man regained his composure. His gaze flickered between Caroline and Tyler, finally locking onto Caroline’s with a mix of intrigue and something darker. “Y-You are interesting. You can command those pets and wield strange abilities. I like you. You’re even more fun than the animals,” he said, his voice dripping with unsettling charm.

Tyler’s expression darkened, a storm brewing in his eyes as he regarded the man with growing hostility.

Caroline, too, felt a wave of revulsion wash over her. This man was a nightmare incarnate—disgusting, terrifying, and shockingly naked! And now, he had the audacity to express his twisted fondness for her?

With a sudden movement, he leaped back onto the railing, a predatory glint in his eyes as he recognized that Caroline and Tyler were not easy prey. Instead of attacking, he merely stood there, observing them with a calculating gaze, his attention drifting from Raven to the other pets, as if evaluating their worth.

Then, with a sinister smile, he turned back to Caroline. “If I take you, will all these animals and that man beside you come play with me? They all seem to listen to you,” he proposed, his words laced with malevolence as he flicked his tongue, an utterly revolting gesture aimed directly at her.

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