A single remark from Carol stirred a series of ellipses in Rosemary's mind.
Was this being truly a hybrid of man and specter, impervious to electricity?
How did they sustain themselves in routine?
How did they follow orders?
There had to be a vulnerability somewhere.
Where was it?
Meanwhile…
After watching the video, Clark could hardly conceal his excitement, having dialed Rosemary's number seventy-two times already—nearly draining the remaining battery on her cell phone.
The more Rosemary failed to pick up, the more his heart fluttered with concern and anticipation for their return.
Earlier, he had seen a video Rose sent him—Carol discovering his supposed 'death'. The disbelief and deep sorrow in her eyes were sufficient proof of her love for him.
This love was even more profound than he had imagined.
Moreover, upon hearing about his "tragic death" at her hands, Carol's eyes were filled with anger and hatred—clearly upset and distressed.
